Let's get unconscious
Ah me realm, a fine eve, some sexy cigarettes and now the most luscious realms of Madonna. I had a slice of toast with nutella (not at its peak on brown bread) and a cup of coffee with some Arnotte's bsicuits, their sweet remedy remains in the crannies of my mouth - ain't no granny though.
I love the few of super_pup's uni friends I've met, rockin'! Realms are forever colliding and it's not a bad thing I tell you; when I rule the world there will only be two realms... rockin' motherfuckers and shitheads. Yes, there'll be a time of war between the clashing forces but when the time comes for me to claim the throne (of the world) 60% of the shitheads shall be recycled for futuristic goods and the rest of the motherfuckers will pay their debt to the world through slavery.
An uplifting exit from TAFE today filled me with hope. My narrative/editing teacher (the guy who made our film course possible) told me how he could tell my work lacks passion but he said that I have much enthusiasm and he was encouraging me to spend more time and effort on my pre-planning despite how fed up I could get with it. After such discussion I've found my motivation to put in 110%, whether or not this motivation lasts the duration of the course, this is a heart warming encouragement from a rockin' teacher. - SAH
Many songs have cycled while I was writing this shithouse, starting with Madonna's Bedtime Story, to Marilyn Manson's Coma Black, then his Valentines Day, followed by Placebo's Pure Morning, Madonna's Get Into th groove and now me farkin...
I love the few of super_pup's uni friends I've met, rockin'! Realms are forever colliding and it's not a bad thing I tell you; when I rule the world there will only be two realms... rockin' motherfuckers and shitheads. Yes, there'll be a time of war between the clashing forces but when the time comes for me to claim the throne (of the world) 60% of the shitheads shall be recycled for futuristic goods and the rest of the motherfuckers will pay their debt to the world through slavery.
An uplifting exit from TAFE today filled me with hope. My narrative/editing teacher (the guy who made our film course possible) told me how he could tell my work lacks passion but he said that I have much enthusiasm and he was encouraging me to spend more time and effort on my pre-planning despite how fed up I could get with it. After such discussion I've found my motivation to put in 110%, whether or not this motivation lasts the duration of the course, this is a heart warming encouragement from a rockin' teacher. - SAH
Many songs have cycled while I was writing this shithouse, starting with Madonna's Bedtime Story, to Marilyn Manson's Coma Black, then his Valentines Day, followed by Placebo's Pure Morning, Madonna's Get Into th groove and now me farkin...