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Yeah so it looks like someone has taken some of my pictures from here and passed them off as their own…? It’s a strange feeling. I didn’t expect anything like that to happen because, well, I assumed no one would see it as ‘fit’ for taking.

For all the RSS fiends who use Firefox: Check out Sage! I acquired it today and it is indispensable.

I have my mid years coming up. Eep! Luckily, I just have two: Psychology and the GAT.

I had such an interesting thought but now I’ve lost it. Bah. This is post is completely all over the place.

Also… I’ve given into temptation and signed up with Flickr! Mmm… Photos.

Now playing: Jack’s Mannequin - The Lights And Buzz

My perfect tattoo literally came to me in a dream. This morning, I woke up and I had an exact idea of what I wanted my future tattoo to look like because I was dreaming about it. Strange! I sketched it before I lost it.

Speaking of drawing stuff, I had my first art class yesterday. My teacher? AWESOME. He is SO COOL. I am going to adore art this year, and hopefully do well in it. I already have a vague idea for my final piece- Exploring identity.

Maybe it’s just me, but I get really excited when someone recommends something to me. Especially music. It’s like, cool. I want to know why it makes you happy/feel that way/enthusiastic! I really like people.

My posts have no substance lately. It’s like I’ve lost the ability to think about subjects for long periods of time…! (It’s happened just in time for school)

The new Sharpie Minis are very cool, and vibrant! When I draw stuff with them, they make me think “pop comic book art”, and they give everything that addictive pop art look that is good for inhaling.

Now playing: Blonde Redhead - Elephant Woman

Tumblr is pretty. I have one: Vexel. It’s good for posting small thoughts that aren’t ‘worthy’ of an entire blog entry.

School starts again in 5 days. Nooo! The fact that I’m posting more often is a defence mechanism: When I start school my posts will be few and far between.

Is it really that bad that I think we will never achieve social/racial etc. equality? I’m not negative, I hope, just… Realistic. I think the important thing is that we still try to achieve it. Know what I mean?

Also! Please download this song: Depeche Mode- I Feel You. It’s very, very good! It can either be about drugs, sex, love or God. Depends on how you look at it. (Listen to it?) The lyrics are here.

Brother, Mum and I went to the city a few days ago! It was fun. We went on a cruise, a Ferris wheel and lots of different art galleries (Under my insistence- they aren’t particularly artistically inclined…). When we got home, I realised that we had been walking for about 6-7 hours. I didn’t even notice! I am sure it was because of all the fun we were having. Unfortunately, didn’t get to do that much shopping (Our school supplies had been bought the day before) but it’s great to know how much fun you can have in the city for under $80. Considering all the stuff we did, I think that was pretty good.

Now playing: Johnny Cash - The Man Comes Around

My future art teacher? He dresses like a goth! He wears black 100% of the time. He is also slightly mad. He looks a lot like an older version of Tim Minchin, except with black hair. He is very passionate about art- Scarily passionate about art. In our orientation he swore at two guys who were mucking around. Of course, this only made things worse because we laughed. A teacher, swearing? He cried, indignantly, “This is me! I won’t try to hide. I don’t see the point in censoring ones language…” etc, etc.

We laughed even more.

To be honest, he intimidates me a bit, but only because he’s so intense. Which is why I’m celebrating that I finished the artworks for the class! Yaaay. I would put them up here, but they’re big and would take a horrible amount of time to upload. I like them. They are drawings. I hope my art teacher will like them. I am not sure if one my people is a woman or a transvestite…

According to him, to be successful in his class all you need is passion for what you are doing. I… Can’t tell you how happy that outlook makes me! It’s refreshing. Although, yes, he did say that because we chose the subject voluntarily he expects us to have some sort of knowledge, even if it is vague… Har.

Regardless of his questionable sanity, he is a good art teacher, so I’m looking forward to art class! That’s all.

Oh, yeah, and my blogs review has finished! Amanda wrote it and you can find it here. (It links to many useful articles that are worth checking out)

Good things about today: Friday! Weekend! Woo. Third driving lesson tomorrow, and the driving instructor seems pleased with my progress. Went driving twice with Mum and Dad.

Bad things about today: Eyes. So. Tired. Too. Much. Pent. Up. Frustration. So. Much. Weekend. Homework. Aaaaarrgh. Exams in roughly two weeks, and we haven’t gotten our exam schedules yet.

I am just… Going through the motions. I feel like I need more ‘create’ time. We do have a photography exam, though, that tests our knowledge of colour, lighting etc. Hope that counts.

I need to write something.

I have a beautiful idea for a new design in my head. But, I can’t seem to get it out. It’s like it’s stuck in my eyes, and it’s latched on hard, I can’t cry it out yet. But, I can guarantee, when I do, it will be something that… I like, at least. But that isn’t really the point of it.

Someone I know is being, quite frankly, a bit of a fucker. I would explain more but it seems really stupid when I write it, and I just get angry that someone so unimportant to me can irritate me so much. Said person insists on hanging around with us all the time, making stupid jokes that no one cares about, and believing that their presence is one most highly valued amongst us all. I haven’t really told him that I wish he would take a hike, but instead we just spend the small amount of time that we’re in each others’ presence exchanging insults about whatever we can find. His insults are really lame, and for once my smart mouth comes in (sort of) handy, so it makes me even more annoyed that someone with a really blunt wit can push my buttons so much.

…Which I suppose just makes him more determined to piss me off, since I keep making him look like an idiot. I don’t know what it is about him that irks me, but I have a feeling it may have something to do with the fact that he’s completely up himself and, well, a suck up.

He also believes that War Is The Answer, which makes things especially difficult, just because of the fact that I’m a “damn pacifist”. Some days, I wish I wasn’t, but I really can’t imagine life any other way. What would it be like, believing that war can solve problems? “There is no way to peace. Peace is the way”- Gandhi.

Sorry. I’m just stressed. I can’t get angry. Anger just depresses me. The pacifist in me wants things to be quietly smoothed over, and all forgotten. No conflict. The stressed out exam-time girl wants to yell and scream and forget about consequence. I wonder what’s worse: Not being able to control your temper, or not being able to tell someone that you’re wondering what they look like with an axe through their head?