i don't wanna be no catholic boy

some thoughts:

- i was having a smoke out my lounge room window this morning when a lady walked past, stopped and proceeded to tell me that there were "rumors" that my apartment was haunted... what the fuck? ok, crazy. anyway we had a back and forth conversation for a whole two minutes with me defending and her insisting and questioning me about ever "feeling anything." Now I'm not going to lie and say this didn't affect me somewhat, and I'm kind of glad for this reason if any that I'm moving back with the parents on Saturday.

- feeling really uninspired after doing cute animal print t shirt designs for young girls. i guess it's just work

- can't fucking wait to go back to uni in two weeks after a whole year off... fourth and final year!!! and then I'm moving away from the land of australia

- will miss living with boyfriend. really not in the mood to move and pack, wish it would all just move itself

- how flattering are flares? i'm sorry, for ages i thought they were just fucking ugly until i paid another visit to byron bay (home of the hippy) and something finally clicked in me

- can't wait to get my paycheck and spend it on shoes, not rent

- really want to go to sleep but stupidly i always leave my work to the last second and end up staying up until ridicules hours of the morning. this post can count as my work break

- i really can't get over how much i love the lords of the new church (anti christian post punk at it's finest) maybe i can do another post about stiv bators and lords and get another 'fuck ya' from one of my AWESOME readers... seriously, who does that? WHAT THE FUCK. maybe I'm over reacting but... FUCK!!! shit like that just makes me wanna stop blogging RIGHT NOW!!! ... juusssssst kidding

that is all for now, pictures were taken for an old blog (mentioned couple posts below) but we never used them