I was a dancer all along

The Twilight New Moon Soundtrack is pretty great, it's the Triple J feature album this week, a testimony to both the J's and the music producers of the film.

I cannot wait until exams are over. It will be sweet, sweet freedom soon enough. And then summer is here!

I used to do this type of art a lot more when I was in high school, it's so much fun. I just don't like how people buy things they don't really like that much, just so that they can say that they have them. It doesn't make sense. Especially when the right to brag about possessing something costs in excess of eighty dollars.

I'll never take any pictures cause I know I'll just be right back

It's the beauty of confession
In the sound when the levees break
And all the air is wrong, wrong

Butterflies, gravity, pulls me into
anticipate offers, touch sweet and so new

When I go to bed
How can I fall asleep at night
How will I rest my head?
Oh I'm scared of the middle place
Between light and nowhere
I don't want to be the one
Left in there

I never thought you could leave me, I figured I was the one
but I understand your sadness so I guess I should just hold my tongue.

Oh we dream a life
It was just like, was like that
And just like that, and just like that it's done.

I wanna live where the sun comes out

The deliciousness pictured above is a model named Josh Beech.

Poladroid is one of the best inventions ever.

I went shopping in Sydney the other morning. I bought some basics and a skirt from a store that I had never happened upon before.

These are my sandals. I'll be totally frank, they're only from Target. So you can imagine my surprise when a girl chased me out of my tutorial to question me about where I acquired them. What I don't like about them is that they were named Pompeii. Maybe it's just a personal thing.

Here are some shots from my room.

i'm not saying it was your fault, although you could have done more

Who am I to say your life is worse than mine? How do I even evaluate a statement of that calibre? What, I say my life is better because I have physical items which you do not? A status that you can't lay claim to? An environment which you can never hope to experience, much less inhabit?

Why should I feel superior in comparison to others? Do I have this right? What has conditioned me into thinking I should be allowed these kinds of opinions?

Why did I almost go through a whole year, before I began to ask questions again?

Please let this be my awakening.

don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head

Hmmmm, this blog needs a little sprucing up. If I'm going to bother continuing, I think the look needs a little bit of a spring clean. These imminent changes may or may not be related to my recent haircut.

Please go and play with Yearbook Yourself. Procrastination with a result, hahahaha.

I would really like a new header. All it needs is the words 'awkward digressions' somewhere. I'll take a look at all the entries and change the colour scheme/ layout to suit. Send all entries to pretty--in--pink@hotmail.com

Toodles!