Time for an oldy. This was made by myself and loved by my brother Focks, hence the title.
June 2010
tumblr. seems too full of errors for me to post anything remotely interesting or intriguing more so than a baboon picking it’s arse whilst looking at itself reflected upside-down in a spoon that can’t decide whether it wants to be a spork a spife or a sporkife.
Contrary to the name it doesn’t really have much to do with Poe.
It’s more of a reflection on art in it’s many different forms.
I actually think I’m losing my sanity bit by bit.
I make more spelling mistakes than I did when I first learnt to spell, which infuriates me to no means of an end.
The other day I walked up the stairs making inward roaring dinosaur sounds. No one was in the house but me.
I was talking to a super sculpey sculpture I’m currently sculpting. I was asking it if it wanted it’s forearms to be larger.
My memory fails me too often these days.
I have started dancing to music on my own in my room, mostly Dubstep music. Given that I’m a ballet dancer this might not seem that odd. But I NEVER dance on my own.
I just genuinely cannot stop talking to myself when I am alone.
Worried face. Genuinely worried face.
Can you help?
It’s odd that the one that betrays the others trust eventually becomes the one who is more paranoid than the other.
I’m an extremely jealous person when it comes to other men talking to my sweetheart, but why?
You know, I can completely understand why she would feel jealous of me talking to another girl, I mean, it’s too be expected considering past circumstances, but why do I feel this way? I never used to be this jealous, and now I find myself doing despicable things just to put my mind at rest. Any thoughts people? Those of you that have experience more so than myself on this kind of matter?
What do you think of me?
A while back my good friend Adam taught me the basics of mastering the music that I make using T-rackS, I found the program easy to use and simple enough to get my head around the basics of mastering. Then it decided to crash. And crash. And crash.
Seems most things in life eventually fail on me, it’s always been the way with my life really, I’ve always lost what I like or love.
But there is one person in my life that makes me think: So far so good…
Firstly sorry, I know it has been a while since my last post, but that now means I have a lot to post about. (Does anyone actually care by the way? That I haven’t been posting frequently? Does it make any difference to you guys? Let us try a little experiment, if you would like me to post more frequently, and have missed my posting of late, then like this post.)
Firstly, coherent to my title:
The other day my mother and youngest sister went to a wedding, they came back with three pink disposable cameras, and I was both delighted and worried with the story my mother told me about the three items of curiosity: My sister had picked one up and immediately took a picture, but had then turned to my mother asking “where’s the bit where I see the picture?” she was, of course, referring to the LCD view finding and picture viewing screen that most digital cameras now house. While this is cute and innocent, at the same time it is worrying. It is worrying that the children of today rely so much on technology that they feel the need to review a picture they have just take immediately, evidently today’s technology has made the children of today impatient and has led them to take more things for granted than I would have at their age.
And that is why I have decided to buy a nice, expensive SLR Camera XD
Well then.
Now I am finally back home where the sun is shining, the grass is green, the smell of summer is fast approaching and where I can finally relax.
Yes, if you’d like. Always willing to help.
I just got an e-mail from my course leader who I now hate that our acting masterclass tomorrow has been cancelled and so has dance the following day oh my bloody wank I am so annoyed I was so looking forward to those classes I mean they’d have given me something to do you know how much I am annoyed I’m so annoyed I’m not using mother fuckin’ punctuation PEACE