pigeon-holed once again.
sometimes i wish i was one of the other guys who seems to play your every move so flawlessly without recourse or remorse. it makes me so sad that i hate you so much and i wish i was one of them. nonetheless i keep on trying - sometimes i think maybe its just pure vanity - the way i hold you, your beautiful neck or maybe your slim body and curves i'm attracted to. nonetheless it always seems like with you its back to square one.
i think sooner or later i'll have to trade you in for someone else. to be honest i already have that someone in mind. yet i can't seem to put you away - your dizzying highs and the chills you send down my spine more than offset my temperment for hating you even at the best of times. all these different coloured emotions of mine stop me from giving my life to a rainbow like you.
GOD I'M SAD!
smokin' blues - i want to be like eric clapton. note the cigarette burnt headstock.
i would sell my soul to be a rock star.
i love the way u make me feel when i hold you.
my one-of-a-kind lover (tortoise-shell pickguard on black MIM fender strat) - coming in july
i took a personality test the other day as part of my new job - turns out i'm the 'expressive' type, tested out of the 'dominating', 'expressive', 'solid' and 'analytical' (D.E.S.A.) types. whether that surprises me or not i'm not sure yet. i always find it interesting that in spite of how accurate these tests claim to be there always seems to be a little disclaimer saying something along the lines of 'this is a very broad generalisation and individuals may not express the characteristics they are so tactfully pigeon-holed into'. what i did love about it was it basically said i'm full of heart (albeit to the point where i may not use my head and wing it WAY too much). the irony is the phrase 'just wing it' has become a major term in my limited vocabulary. also turns out i've got A.D.D. - judging from the above pictures the shrinks are probably right.
been completely flat out lately so haven't updated lately. went to future music festival on saturday to see ferry corsten - even on my third time he still managed to completely blow my mind - AWESOME time. revived my love for the song 'out of the blue'. highlights were riding the hurricane ride in the wet, screaming out to the crowd, getting covered in foam, ferry corsten's set (out of the blue, gouryella, punk & rock your body rock) and getting nostalgic with the boys about how we're going to be mates forever seeing as we've made it since year 7. my god all us old north sydney boys are FULL OF HEART! i saw a pretty entertaining shirt there too - "f*ck detroit and f*ck that city!"
just started a full-time job trying to scrimp and save enough money for the july deadline. i can't believe how much money i need for the most-awesome-trip-on-earth-to-HK-london-paris-berlin-barcelona-amsterdam-NYC. counting down the days till 1st of july then i'm out! can't wait to hit dance valley in amsterdam and the bull run in barcelona (god i hope i live). in such a strange mood today if you can't already tell?
dance valley baby! - "put your hands up for (amsterdam)!"
i can't believe i need 10 grand to do this...
p.s. - the new mongrel got a hair cut and ribbon (left ear)! 
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