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It was your hair that lit the fuse, a golden brown halo like sunlight peering through trees.
I'm tired and my feet are sore. Which means I've been working! And now I finally found the time for a little bit of an update. I got back from my little holiday on Tuesday. I didn't really go on a holiday, I just went back to my mum's house in Kingscliff for a few days.
Last week on Thursday was my first shift. It went really well and I love working ( Read more... ) -
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My internet is down.
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Just announcing that I am going on a little vacation from today through to sometime next weekend just in case you are wondering why I suddenly became to quiet.
Also just wanted to let everyone know I started up a graphics community called
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Hiatus
Just letting everyone know I am going on a little holiday before I have to go back to university so if anyone is wondering why I'm quiet or not picking up any of my requests it's because I am out in the field doing scientific research with my father and battling it out in environmental court. I'm sadly not joking. *laughs*
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Writer's Block: Repeat After Me...
Wow doesn't this question make me think of high school.
My surname is Hawkeswood. I really don't think it's that difficult to pronounce.
But maybe people would fine it easier if the 'e' was gone.
During high school I've heard these different variations from people reading my name on a class role.
Hungerford
Haywood
Hawkesberry
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But it's just the price I pay
Yes the price I pay is the loss of perfect hearing. The frequency of the sound which is ringing in my ears is the frequency I will no longer be able to hear once the ringing stops. But still it is worth it.
I saw the love of my life tonight. Prancing on stage. Being the perfect showman. I was happy he wasn't scruffy. He wore a clean white shirt with ( Read more... ) -
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
I think it is because Sunday night is the one night of the week people go to great lengths to keep me awake. Whether is is through the medium of loud, disgusting sex or the continuous rotation of Jack Johnson albums I am forced to be kept awake on Sunday nights. I mean last night was Saturday and the house was fucking quiet as a mouse. I have to ( Read more... )
