A poem how lovely a poem, what poem might that be?
I was reading at my first LJ entries today (yea i was that fucken bored). It's hilarious reading them, they start off heaps highschool finishing the hsc and all that twat. Then the auditions for the con and unsw (fark i forgot all about them). I got all optimistic about 2007, then it turned out to be such a fucken bitch cunt of a year (with the exception of don't hate us cause we're good).
Makes me think how FUCKING AWESOME 2008 has been. I plan to live every single year of my life the same or better.
Things to improve are; get a proper job and make money, move the fuck out, stop being such a whore with my fuck buddies and possibly look into a proper relationship (thats totally not gonna happen), buy a nice expensive pro cello & buy a 1990's model black porshe 911 turbo convertible (like the one dr. cox drives).
All minor details really.
Some preacher guy on the bus ride home told me i was 'laying down my life for music' (I'm sure this was meant to be a compliment) but it scared me to be honest. I have to say i really really DONT want to be a composer. I mean I'm sure i want to be in the music field, but definitely not a composer!
Crazy bus riding man telling me what I'm doing, what a cunt rash!
DANCE!
Makes me think how FUCKING AWESOME 2008 has been. I plan to live every single year of my life the same or better.
Things to improve are; get a proper job and make money, move the fuck out, stop being such a whore with my fuck buddies and possibly look into a proper relationship (thats totally not gonna happen), buy a nice expensive pro cello & buy a 1990's model black porshe 911 turbo convertible (like the one dr. cox drives).
All minor details really.
Some preacher guy on the bus ride home told me i was 'laying down my life for music' (I'm sure this was meant to be a compliment) but it scared me to be honest. I have to say i really really DONT want to be a composer. I mean I'm sure i want to be in the music field, but definitely not a composer!
Crazy bus riding man telling me what I'm doing, what a cunt rash!
DANCE!