Rude awakenings

Don't help others who don't help you.

Out of my circle of friends only two shine. There's no way I'm saying the rest are bad friends. Mediocrity is so standard, so let's put it to that. The ones that shine are the ones who make the effort to go out of their own way even when you don't ask. This year i've seen people's true colours. I know i'm not a good person entirely and i do have a bad side, and i acknowledge every negative trait. it's merely just the offer of a helping hand. Human kindness is dependent on what you can do for them in return. I'm not the best friend a person can have, but i will go out of my way to help someone ie uni work, reschedule and i really wouldn't care.

Song of the day - Burial by Miike Snow

Movies borrowed

Moon
The 400 blows (insert porno joke) just in case you were wondering, it's considered a classic and one of the best films ever made.

Palisades! Palisades!

Thinking outrageously I write in cursive
I hide in my bed with the lights on the floor
Wearing three layers of coats and leg warmers
I see my own breath on the face of the door

Oh I am not quite sleeping
Oh I am fast in bed
There on the wall in the bedroom creeping
I see a wasp with her wings outstretched

North of Savanna we swim in the palisades
I come out wearing my brother's red hat
There on his shoulder my best friend is bit seven times
He runs washing his face in his hands

Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm

Oh great sights upon this state! Hallelu-
Wonders bright, and rivers, lake. Hallelu-
Trail of Tears and Horseshoe Lake. Hallelu-
trusting things beyond mistake. Hallelu-

We were in love. We were in love.
Palisades! Palisades! Palisades
I can wait. I can wait.

Lamb of God, we soudn the horn.
Hallelujah!
To us your ghost is born.
Hallelu-

I can't explain the state that I'm in
The state of my heart, he was my best friend
Into the car, from the back seat
Oh admiration in falling asleep
All of my powers, day after day
I can tell you, we swaggered and swayed
Deep in the tower, the prairies below
I can tell you, the telling gets old
Terrible sting and terrible storm
I can tell you the day we were born
My friend is gone, he ran away
I can tell you, I love him each day
Though we have sparred, wrestled and raged
I can tell you I love him each day
Terrible sting, terrible storm
I can tell you...

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My last night in the Parade.
tore down photos.
packing boxes.
I didn't lose a lover, I lost a friend.
You were so stoic.

random note

Ps I feel really sorry for people who actually listen to Cobra Starship and the like. Surprisingly taylor swift isn't in my bad books. Rhianna should stop trying to be like mia or santigold in her video clips. It ain't happening sister.

20 something.

I still think I'm a kid. Being like in my 20s now it's great that i can still be silly, make lame jokes, kitsch inside jokes and observations with certain friends who find it highly amusing too. But i've come to realise that there are friends who seldom find these memes entertaining, if at all interesting. They've become boring, banal twats who ignore the funner sides in life, avoiding frivolity who inadvertently stay at home, whine about how hard their day was indulging in the fantasies of Grey's Anatomy. I'm sure everyone has friends like these.