Fucking your chances.

Today I hate students.
Two stupid questions too many.
No amount of pulling a face at me,
and saying "ahhh but I'm going overseas",
will make anything happen.

And even if I could make it happen,
that my dear,
just fucked your chance.

I will not be seeing Avatar.

Stolen from Joey Comeau's comments from his journal

2009-12-19 08:55 pm UTC

Avatar was fucking awesome, 

but there was not a single good line of dialog. 

Turn your brain to it's lowest setting 

before you put your 3D glasses on, 

and you're golden.

      

2009-12-20 04:16 am UTC

That is not true. 

It had one. 

Michelle Rodriguez said it.

  

 2009-12-21 03:38 am UTC

"you're not the only one with a gun, bitch" ??

    

2009-12-21 04:19 am UTC

WORD

****************************************

To those who care enough.

My laptop currently has

black screen of death.

Which means, less me time.

The world has turned and left me here.

Woke up feeling angry at my world.
Feel like I'm stagnating, have to wait
for too many things.

Sick of feeling like the room is spinning,
back on double meds, just want someone to save me now.
Or give me a shit load of cash.

Sick of having to say no.

Am trying to clean the house of all reminents
on the crazy woman & her dog, but still
can't walk around with no socks on.
She's back next week.

My laptop is fucked, it beeps at me until
I want to throw it out the fucking window.

Can't move out, have no money yet and also can't move out coz it's
fecking Christmas and the world shuts down for the cocks who give a shit about it.
Whilst I'm left politely declining Christmas dinner with the ex boyfriend's family.

I want to cry.

Major lately

A few things that have been major lately.

-Major Lately.

(Get it? HIMYM)

Arriving in Melbourne,
to find Miss Wong smashed,
an illness that I didn't pay extra for,
a break up that I did pay for,
an extra mum and dog that I didn't sign up for,
and a large phone bill that I did,
on top of achiness, flu and snot,
anxiety and feeling overwhelmed
enough to drop subjects,
3 months behind.

Half my house is packed,
and house hunting is eclectic,
St Kilda to Brunswick radius.

A courtyard is my only priority.

Not going to Stinkville for Christmas,
going to Bam's instead.
Shall be strange
to be without the fam for Stinkmas.

Wrote to Breezy today,
for her address,
which got me looking at her Facebook photos,
and then being in hate with my lack of backbone,
to get out of shitful going nowhere relationship sooner.
Her life is so colourful and fun.
Feel happier now.
Mine will be too.

I've eaten nothing today.

When I stay in a hotel,
I start to imagine
what it would be like
living there permanently.

Pod-like bathroom cubicles,
so compact and efficient.
Small desk, telly on a bracket,
fixed bedside cabinets.

Swipe-card key.

Like the Ikea catalogue,
happiness is a small compact space,
just me and kitty.

Where to live?
Ideal choice is Ikea,
but it's a bit too far from work.

Second option is under my desk.
Hey, there's a bathroom in the foyer.

If I had known I didn't need to come back,
I wonder if I would have.