i be all confuzzled :S

not sure what to think. to get my hopes up or not?

but im still here, so thats good. and we still talk, sometimes better than others, but its pretty much all good :)

i is bored now

oh look a song :D

Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that’s so hard to bear
You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night.

Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
And you know I’m gonna treat you right
You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night

Ev’rybody’s got the fever
That is something you all know
Fever isn’t such a new thing
Fever started long ago

Romeo loved juliet
Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said ’julie, baby, you’re my flame
Thou giv-est fever when we kisseth
Fever with the flaming youth
Fever I’m afire
Fever yea I burn for sooth’
Captain smith and pocahantas
Had a very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said ’daddy, o, don’t you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I’m his misses,
Oh daddy, won’t you treat him right’

Now you’ve listened to my story
Here’s the point that I have made
Chicks were born to give you fever
Be it fahrenheit or centigrade
They give you fever when you kiss them
Fever if you live and learn
Fever till you sizzle
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn

hope i can pull it off on thursday :S some parts not so confident with my abbility

im out. bubye

:'(

You left me breathless, and now I can't breath
I gave you my heart, and now there is a hole in my chest
Even though it isn't over, it feels to me like it will be. I hurt you. The one thing unforgivable in your books, I did, and am now asking for your forgiveness.

I know I shouldn't even be asking this from you, but I love you to much to let you go without a fight. If, by some miracle, you do forgive me, I will make it my sole mission to never hurt you again, physically or emotionally. I will never let anyone hurt you. I will be there for you. If you give me the chance, I will make it up to you a thousand times over.

I know, I am asking so much from you, more than I should be. But I know I love you, and would do anything not to lose you.

I am not HIM. I can change. I will change. I am changing. And I know it will never happen again, because I cannot bare the thought of losing you.

Do what you believe is best for you. Just way up the reasons for staying, against the ones for leaving, and make your decision from there. Look into your heart, and follow it. If it tells you that you don't want to risk compromising any of your values, do what you have to. But if you feel that your heart is telling you that I can be trusted, that the promises I make to you will be kept, if your heart is saying that you love me enough to give me one more chance, please forgive me.

All I ask is that you think about what you really want. Think about both sides, weigh up the two outcomes and pick which ever one you believe will be the best for you. Just know I love you, more than anyone does. Just know I am willing to do whatever it takes to make this right, to return your trust in me. Even if it takes a lifetime.

Just do what is best for you.

I love you kass. More than you know.

again...

ive said it before and ill say it again. im sorry. so sorry.

i promise to never hurt you again
i promise to tell you whats going on with me
i promise to never blog in haste again
i promise to never ask you to choose spending time with me over doing homework and assignments due soon
i promise to stop asking you to come over, and will make more of an effort to go to yours
i promise to give you space when you need it
i promise to let you get on with your work in school and not annoy you
i promise to be happier and try my hardest not to bring your mood down

all these things i happily promise to do, because i love you.

i hope things work out soon.

i love you kass

I fucked up

I fucked up and I'm really sorry. My blog was made in haste and I didn't mean it. I wish I could fix whatever I did, but I don't want to pester you about it. I love you, and it sucks knowing that I've hurt or upset you in any way. I really am sorry. I love you.

Please forgive me

all i can say....

all i can say is, what the fuck did i do now?
what the bloody hell could i have done to make you so pissed off, that when i say im sorry and that i love you, you ignore me, you dont talk to me or even look at me?
and do you care about anything? seriously?
"should i stay longer?"
"i dont care"

"can i see you this weekend?"
"i dont care"

>:(

i love you, so when your ready to talk to me again just come fuckin find me

fuck me, a blog post :O

been a while hasent it? well its here now

just figured out i say certain things when i feel certain ways. since i suspect no one will read this anyway, no harm puttin some up here.

when im pissed off, i tend to say things like:

hi instead of hey or hello
sdoin? instead of what you up to?
i use one word answers
mhmm instead of yes, yeh, or yep
haha instead of hahaha bahaha etc.

well im bored with you now so fuck off

quiz-a-ma-thing

1. Relationship Status= Taken and couldnt be happier

2. Nickname(s)= D, Dylan, Babe

3. Zodiac sign = Aries

4. Male or female = Male

5. Pre - School = no idea

6. Primary School = Florey, Bay public, st bernards

7. High School = Carroll

8. Hair color = Black

9. Long or Short = Longish?

10. Loud or Quiet music = Loud

11. Sweats or Jeans = Jeans

12. Phone or Camera = Camera Phone, haha

13. Health freak = hahaha hell no

14. In a Relationship or Single = Relationship, did i not make it clear before?

16. Indoor or Outdoor = Both

17. Tattoo = one day

18. Pepsi or Coke = coke

19. Been in an airplane = Yepp

20. Been in a relationship = Yeah

21. Been in a car accident = no

22. Been in a fist fight = no

23. First piercing = none

24. First best friend = Lauchlan

28. First big journey = i never go anywhere far enough away to be considered a big journey

29. Last person you talked to in person today = Mum

30. Last person you texted = kass <3 and fiona

31. Last person you watched a show with = kayla i think

32. Last food you ate = dinner

33. Last movie you watched = part of midsummer nights dream

34. Last song you listened to= i dunno

35. Last thing you bought = food?

36. Last person you hugged = kass <3

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE

37. Food = ummm, whatevers goin i guess, maybe pork chops

38. Drinks = i dunno

39. Clothing = shirt, under shirt, black jeans, socks, undies, volly's

40. Flower = White Roses

41. Who is the most amazing girl in the world? = hmm, thats a tough one....KASS <3 <3

42. Color(s) = black, red

43. Movies = whatevers goin

44. Subjects =Music hospo and industrial

X IF YES:

46. [ ] celebrated Halloween

48. [ ]UNLIMITED minutes and/or texts on your cell phone

49. [X] had someone question their sexual orientation

51. [] got pregnant

52. [] had an abortion

53. [X] did something you regret

54. [X] broke a promise

55. [X] hid a secret

56. [X] pretended to be happy when not

57. [X] met someone who changed your life

58. [X] pretended to be sick

59. [ ] left the country

60. [X] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it

61. [x] cried over the silliest thing

62. [X] ran a mile with out stopping

63. [X] went to the beach with my best friend

64. [X] got into an argument with your friends

65. [X] hated someone

66. [X] have ever stayed single a whole year


CURRENTLY:

67. Eating= Nothing

68. Drinking= same

69. Listening to= Michael Buble in a sec

73. Want kids = one day

74. Want to get married = Yeah

75. Careers in mind = event management possibly

IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:

77. Shorter or taller = shorter

78. Eye color= Any

79. Dark hair or light = dark

81. Hook-up or relationship = Relationship

82. Looks or personality = Personality, looks are bonus


HAVE YOU EVER

83. Lost glasses/ contacts = Yeah

85. Held a gun/knife for self definse= Nope

86. Killed somebody = Not yet

88. Been arrested = Nope

89. Cried when somone died = Yes, always


DO YOU BELIEVE IN

90. Yourself = Mehh

91. Miracles = Yes

92. Love at first sight = Nup

93. Easter bunny = Easter Bilby

94. Santa Claus = fo sho

95. Sex on the first date = Nope

96. Kiss on the first date = Yeah

97. Is there one person you want to be with right now? Yessss always

98. Is there something you would like to say to someone? Oh of course

its been a while...

gah, i havnt blogged for so long. i just couldnt for a while, and then i was way to over the moon to even think about blogging

why so happy? well it all started on easter, which i have to say was the best easter ive ever experienced. about 1:30, 2 oclock, i got the girl i wanted so bad. no one knew how i felt, but all these feelings have been there for a while. im not sure if she knows this, but it had occured to me that maybe she did like me the wat i liked her. little hints, things she would say, but i was never certain.

i know one thing for certain; letting go is a fuckin hard thing to do. i wish i never had to let go of her today, i could have sat there with her for so much longer. saying goodbye was even a hard thing to do, even though i know ill see her again soon.

aamplify yesterday was good, love los caps!!! they fuckin rock. fireworks were lovely, but that may have also been the company and the beautiful girl in my arms at the time.

its not the biggest blog in the world, but its here finally.

id say ily, but that word destroys me, so ill just say ilyaaf. you work it out

D with an X and an O

so bored, i got this song...

Your love for me is not debatable
Your sexual appetite's insatiable
You never ever make me waitable
Delectable, inflatable you.

You don't have problems with your weight at all
You never steal food off my plate at all
I never have to masturbate at all
Unstoppable, inflatable you.

You never seem to menstruate at all
So you're not angry when I'm late at all
I feel permanently felatable
Unpoppable, inflatable you.

With you in my arms I feel we could just fly away
With the right kind of gas I might even try it some day
In this ocean of life I'm never afraid we might drown
We could just float forever whatever the weather
Whenever my inflatable lover's around.

Your thighs and buttocks are so holdable
You always do what you are toldable
And if we argue you just foldable
Controllable consolable you.

My mates all reckon you are suitable
I took you around to watch the footable
And Steve and Gary said you're rootable
Commutable, refutable you.

You're never sensitive or tickley
When I rub you my skin goes prickerly
It's know an static electricity
Felicity when I'm kissing you.

Your skin is so smooth "I couldn't afford you with hair
You have all the holes real girls have got plus one for the air
Your problems are simple, I don't need my Masters in Psych
To know if you get down I just perk you right up
With a couple of squirts from the pump off my bike.

You never wake up when I snore at all
A trait which I find quite adorable
You have a box and you are storable
Ignorable, back-doorable you.

Any sexual position's feasible
Although you don't bend at the knees at all
Your hooters are so firm and squeezable
Increasable, un-creasable you.

You don't complain about my hairy back
Or about the inches that downstairs I lack
You're not disgusted by my furry crack
Burt Bacharach, Jack Kerouac ooo.

Now birth control is not an issue
I clean it all up with a tissue
I bet my jealous friend all wish you
Were insatiably inflatably theirs.

Don’t let me down.
Don’t let me down.
Don’t let me down.
And I won’t let you down.



guess who its by

light a way-he is we

The morning’s here, and we’re still caught up in the night.
The sky was clear, and everything felt right.
Our time is short, but I’m sure I’ll see you soon.
We’ll take another walk along the bridge, and underneath the moon.

What a find, If I could I’d hit rewind and replay.
All the moments that I wished, I could’ve called you mine.

And tonight, I pray.

Light a way, on my love.
Light a way, from above.
Shine it down, lead me home,
Back to him.

A night away, and we’ve got a few to go.
And I’ve mastered the art of missing, and my smile lacks a glow.
That you showed me how to shine that very night.
We were entwined, Oh God how I wish you were mine.

And tonight, I pray.

Light a way, on my love.
Light a way, from above.
Shine it down, lead me home,
Back to him.
Bring me back to him.

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my heart you choose to keep.
And if I die before I wake, all of me is yours to take.
If I don’t see you again, It’d take all I have within.
Maybe I’ll just stay awake, I think I’ll just stay awake.

Light a way, on my love.
Light a way, from above.
Shine it down, lead me home,
Light a way, on my love.
Light a way, from above.
Shine it down, lead me home.

what is the secret to your soul?

thats one question thats been on my mind. what is so special about you, that makes you who you are? your secrets, and your not so secret secrets. the things you choose to say, but also the stuff you hide from others. these are some of the things i think about.

"And for all of the sweet loving that
I have received
In the sun in the rain
By the moon by the sea
There is one time that I'm thinking of
One time where one woman
Did knock me off my feet
And my knees were shaking
And my jaw was dropping
And my eyes were squinting
And my smile was growing
And my pants were bulging
And my hands were sweating
And my chest was beating
So I cry 'excuse me,
What is the secret to your soul?'"

holy shit, you piss me off so much i just punched a wall. it wasnt hard enough to go through it, but if you start up again i fuckin will.

i need to get away from here, now. NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

im to pissed off to blog now. bitch

D

FUCK!!!!!

ok, just so you know, this is one of those blogs i talked about a while ago. the ones where you dont tell HER what im saying.

this is just something i need to get off my chest. lately, ive started worrying that i will start drifting apart from some of my closest mates, because *** wants to spend time with them, and would feel to awkward with me around. well i realised that today a sacraficed spending time with MY friends so that *** could have a good time, because if i was there, she would feel to umcomfortable, even though she dumped me, ages ago, after only a week.

i am over it, but it feels as though she isnt. why? is there something ive missed here, in the translation from the crazy, fucked up and impossible to understand chick language, to guy language, the only one i know? what the hell is happening?

i hate feeling like this, and i know its not intentional, because shes not that big a bitch. but maybe i dont know her aswell as i thought.

like today, i could have spent time with some friends, but decided not to because she would be there, and i didnt want to ruin the day. i barely EVER spend time with these guys, and i sacrificed this one chance for a stupid reason. what the hell is wrong with me? right, i already know. EVERYTHING!!!

fuck you! <-----not directed at anyone in particular, just fuck you!

well im out, i rekon ill break down at any time, so bye

D

another hate list.....i hate...

***** ******
the way i blame ***** ****** for most things
shitty weekends
shitty people
M.E
wasting money like that
not being able to fix things
my vivid imagination
how i always say something stupid, it never fails
everything about M.E
not knowing
that i have to pretend
not giving things a chance
having regrets
***** ******'s everything
the fact im to lazy to finish this stupid list

D

why?

ihavnt blogged for a few days. i just couldnt think of anything i wanted to say, so i didnt do any.

im in the best mood today, no idea why. i feel keen for something, but nothing good is happening to me. as usual. im not really overly keen for the weekend, im gettin a new hair cut tomorrow (seems everyone is doin that around this time, weird) and possibly hangin out with some people in moruya afterwards. but im not sure yet, something about me not gettina an answer seems to be stopping me. fuck it, maybe ill just go, who cares ay?

ive been listening to the best music lately, **** has got me goin to some dance music. i dont know why i love it, maybe because not only can i hear the music, i can also feel it at the same time. not emotionally (im dead inside i seem to remember someone telling me) but physically. i love the bass notes shaking EVERYTHING including the house. pretty sure Tik Tok by Midnight Beast is a fair awsome song, even i get up and dance to it, and i HATE dancing soooooo much, even at the formal it was a near impossible task to get me to dance......although, i did get up and go, with persuasion from the right people.

ive told 3 people one of my biggest problem now. one of them wouldnt remember it, because it was ages ago and she doesnt care, and the other two seem to underestimate how bad it really is. im not blogging this ok, so if you must know then ask me. i guess i can trust a few people.

people dont seem to pay attention to the things i do. i noticed this with one person the other week. we dont exactly hang out or anything, but still, youve seen me infront of the school/year before doin the whole making noises that are in the same tune with the music, you know, singing? but yeh, who cares about me right, im to low on the popularity food chain to have people pay much attention to me. and im fine with that.

i really hate ***** ******, you have no idea how much. you wont ever guess who ***** ****** is, so dont even bother.

ouch, my head hurts from havin a mini mosh in my room listening to music up loud, moving and dancing around because im in a fucked up mood and im a very strange person. dont like it? yeh, well your not the first person not to like me.

we talked again today.

i shall look very different on monday at school. not myself. YAY just who i wanted to be!

my finger is sore from playing bass, i was trying to figure out this song that had a retarded tab. i think its right now, well some of it.

we all love you *****, just remember that. and you too ****, and ****. your great people :)

you on the other hand are not! your fuckin stupid and i hate you. still you wont guess who, so dont bother.

GO FUCK YOURSELF, I AM SO SICK OF YOU AND WHAT YOUR DOIN!!!!!!

sorry, had to say that. its not directed at anyone in particular, just a general thing.

well, ive blogged. youve read. have fun? yeh, either did i. ohwell, maybe next time ay?

D

dear followers....

i got bored and decided to make one of the formspring thingos ive seen people with. go here www.formspring.me/dylansdraper and ask me any question, i will answer it truthfully, and you will remin anonymous, 100%

try it, you might enjoy yourself

D

the best i can do....

what can i say, i guess the best i can do just isnt good enough. shame though, it would have been nice. it could have been anyway

good guys always get the shitty end of the stick. they try their best and all they have to show for it is a crappy bit of wood and a bad smell. the worst part is, theyre to nice to do anything about it

i cant blog right now, i seriously cant think of anything to say, so ill leave you with a song, again, cos thats what i do

Down For The Count-Bowling for Soup

(Ladies and Gentlemen!
In this corner, weighing in at 131 pounds...
I'm sorry, correction, 126 pounds,
It's the girl that broke my heart!
Isn't she lovely folks?
Just look at that smile!
Draws me in every time...)

Someone call a medic, cause I think she's gonna strike again,
She slammed down the phone and gave the finger to the nightstand,
That holds the picture in the heart-shaped frame we bought at Target,
Yes I think we got a problem but I can't put my finger on it.

It seems like you told me I'm in over my head,
But all I remember is making out constantly,
If I don't get out then I'll probably end up dead,
She's the undisputed champ of my world.

Down for the count,
Over and out,
Toss in the towel cause she really got the best of me.
I can't hang around,
get kicked while I'm down,
What was that sound? I just wish, the f-ing bell would ring.

(Let's get ready for verse number two!)

The message on the cell says she's wating on the call for me,
To tell her that I'm sorry, I can come back if I crawl.
But I got bad knees, and I can't say that I'm sorry,
'Cept I'm sorry that I met you, now my guard's up and I'm fightin' dirty.

(Wooh!)

It seems like you told me I'm in over my head,
But all I remember is making out constantly,
If I don't get out then I'll probably end up dead,
She's the undisputed champ of my world.

Down for the count,
Over and out,
Toss in the towel cause she really got the best of me.
I can't hang around,
get kicked while I'm down,
What was that sound? I just wish, the f-ing bell would ring.

(Seven...Eight...Nine...Ten! Knockout!)

It seems like you told me I'm in over my head,
But all I remember is making out constantly,
If I don't get out then I'll probably end up dead,
She's the undisputed champ of my world.
Undisputed champ of my world, and I'm begging to be

Down for the count,
Over and out,
Toss in the towel cause she really got the best of me.
I can't hang around,
get kicked while I'm down,
What was that sound? I just wish, the f-ing bell would ring.

[Dial Tone]
[Numbers being pressed]
Singer's voice: "Hey there, it's Jared, you've called my cell phone, and I-"
(Please enter your password)
[Numbers being pressed]
(You have 12 unheard messages. First message)
Girl's voice: "Hey it's me. Look, it's been three days, and I'm still waiting for an apology. I'm really getting sick of it. Then again, I should expect this from you. My mom was right, you are a loser. Why can't you just call me back? Just call me back! I mean, it's not that hard to pick up the phone and just say hello! I just wanted to talk to you! Forget it, I'm done. Loser!"
(To erase this message, press seven. To-)
(Message erased.)

my little rantation for tonight

i guess ive figured out recently its just easier to pretend to be happy and that youve moved on from past sich-e-ations then to show how you really feel.

theres one thing that only one person knows about me, and i regret telling her because of the way things turned out. she probably doesnt remember because lets face it. anything i say about myself isnt important. you could ask me if you wanted, but i cant guarantee the real answer. i might lie, or just not say anything about it. if the person who ive told this to has started reading my blog, i have to say.....eh, whats the point, your not reading, talk to me on msn or some shit if you are, but i doubt you care enough to venture to this page or remember the huge thing about myself i told you.

i need to find something to do on weekends instead of just wallowing around the house. im so bored, and i cant find anything i want to do. i need to call the tennis dude, that might help.

"men dont actually get impotent. its just our way of saying "i dont want to fuck you" ok?"
not sure where i heard that, or if i thought of it myself and just cant remember, but all i do remember is i laughed at that

i hate computers, but love some of the things you can do with them. music editing <3 photo editing, hacking. oooo i wanna be a hacker so bad, fuck up some shit, but im not smart enough to be one.

one thing that cheers me up (well, relitivly) is music, especially Bowling For Soup. i love them with a passion. ive realised they have a fair number of love songs. cool, mixing soppy, funny, and pure awsomeness into one band. how do they do it?

i was talkin to slut (im only sayin that cos not many people know who that actually is and i hate naming names, and im not being cruel to him, HIM not her) and now i wanna maybe get my ear pierced, like i was thinkin about a while ago. and i need to change my hair, i hate it that much, i need it cut and straightened.

wow, today went by so bloody slow. lying in bed for what felt like 5 hours, turned out it was only 1. i thought id end up getting out of bed at around 1, 2 oclock, but i actually woke up at 10. shit was i wrong. my perception of time is goin weird as of late.

i was hoping to go to sydney to get my certificate 1 in event management this weekend, but wasnt invited. which totally sucks, cos so far thats one of the only things i wanna do when i leave school. organising shit like Byron Bay Blues Fest, shit that would be soooooo good.

FUCK YOU!!!!!!!

sorry, i seem to be experiencing a case of finger terrets

hmm, i guess i cant blog much more and im sure of youve made to this point in my blog your bored by now. bye

D

sooner or later its just over

im bored so i thought id blog again, since ally seems to require my blogging.

shit, i named names, ohwell. i wont do it again.

im listening to music still. guess who? i love em, theyre so good

one of my mates came out of his study period with 'i <3 ***' written four times on his arms, and in one case it became a scar. well, it could be a scar. it dug in. hahahaha, you may be like "ohhh is something goin on between them?" no, hes not into her and shes just a huge flirt. well, he tells me nothings goin on so a believe him. i dont care either way, just thought id clear things up for you people

im so bored right now. i cant wait till carroll day though, should be doin some songs with afew mates. yes, im talking about playing music infront of people, like we bloody music students do. and yes, we may take some time off class. big woop. do you want to be entertained?

i can faintly hear some form of music comming from my laptop, in between the songs played on my much louder music from my stereo.

im not sure what is happening to me lately, i feel weird. not good, not bad, just fucked up and it feels as though somethings wrong but i have no idea what.

"i dont wanna get inside your mind or your pants
i dont wanna waste my time with love and romance
i just want my next ex girlfriend"

oh, and by the way ****, i lied the other day when i told you that thing. i do, but im pretending not to to make it easier for other people

i figured out what that music was, it was on some random website i was using to find lyrics.

if your readng this feel free to leave a comment or say hi, what ever. punch me, slap me, if you feel you need to. hahaha am i kidding? who knows but me

i hate starting the conversations all the time, so im not doin that anymore. if 'you' want to talk to me then talk to me, if not then we just wont talk anymore.

ummm what else? ohh, my back hurts. like, alot. seriously. fuck man, no matter what i do it hurts, im so sick of it. stupid school, stress and life. i have knots in my back and my neck muscles are so tense because i physically cant relax. i dont know what it is.

swivel chairs are fun, until you fall off, like i did before. :( i landed funny on the legs somehow. theyre mae of metal, so you know its gunna hurt. i have a pain in my hip where i landed. no bruise or anything yet. but give it time. its funny how when you fall everythings in slow-mo, and your just thinking "holy crap im falling! what do i do? put my arm out? just hit the ground? can i grab something to stop my fall?" SMACK

i dont like people not telling me shit, when they say something and go 'nah, i dont wanna say'
not they cant say, they dont wanna

well, im bored now, cya. remember, say hi, comment, whatever, if you want

D

high school never ends-bowling for soup

havnt got a real post right now, but ill do one later. i just like this song. theres a link at the bottom of the post, check it out


HEY!
Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh
HEY!
Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh
HEY!

4 Years you think for sure
That's all you've got to endure
All the (total dicks)
All the Stuck-up Chicks
So superficial, so immature
Then When you graduate,
Ya take a look around and you say "Hey Wait!"
This is the same as where I just came from,
I thought it was over, Aw that's just great.

Chorus:
The Whole Damn World is just as obsessed
With who‘s the best dressed and (who's having sex)
Who‘s got the money. Who (gets the honeys)
Who‘s kinda cute and who‘s just a mess

And you still don't have the right look
And you don't have the right friends
Nothing changes but the faces, the names, and the trends

High School Never Ends
Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh
HEY!
Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh
HEY!

Check out the popular kids
You'll never guess what Jessica did!
And how did Mary Kate (lose all that weight?)
And (Katie had a baby so I guess Tom's straight!)

And the only thing that matters,
Is climbing up that social ladder
Still care about your hair and the car you drive
Doesn't matter if you're 16 or 35

Reese Witherspoon, she's the Prom Queen
Bill Gates, Captain of the chess team
Jack Black, the clown
Brad Pitt, the quarterback
Seen it all before I want my money back!

Chorus:
The Whole (damn) World is just as obsessed
With who's the best dressed and (who's having sex)
Who's (in the club and who's on the drugs)
(And who's throwin up before they digest)

And you still don't have the right look
And you don't have the right friends
(And you still listen to the same shit you did back then)

High School Never Ends
Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh
High School Never Ends

Chorus:
The Whole Damn World is just as obsessed
With who‘s the best dressed and (who's having sex)
Who‘s got the money. Who (gets the honeys)
Who‘s kinda cute and who‘s just a mess

And I still don't have the right look
And I still have the same 3 friends
And I'm pretty much - the same as - I was back then(hold en)

High School Never Ends
Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh

High School Never Ends
Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh

High School Never Ends
Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh
Here We Go Again

Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh, Oh Oh Oh-Oh-Oh

ive youve never heard of bowling for soup, you need a serious musical education
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5IRs7e58dsY

dont even know anymore

ehhh, i just have no idea about.....stuff. the fact i started this blog for a particular reason and got to ld to stop is annoying.

i found out im not the only one who falls of their chair. its very common, especially in this world where chairs are rising up against us and over throwing humans everywhere.

my back and neck hurt, so anyone who's good at massages feel free to lend me your hands for a while, i could use some help here.

i love bowling for soup

two of my mates got propositioned for a threesome today and yesterday. god thats funny. it was only a joke, and i laughed. but one of the girls involved seems to like putting these ideas into my friends heads, like the time she said to one of them "Hey ******, theres a party in my pants, but only ***** invited. You can watch if you want though" hahahahahahahahaha

ehhh, photos today. i hate pictures of me, i always seem to be pulling a funny face, even when im not trying to, i just look funny. and i should have gotten a hair cut

i have light in my room again!!! granted, i did steel the lamp thing from the lounge room, and it has alot of bugs in it which give off a less then lovely aroma when the light is turned up (cos it has a dimmer function cos that how we roll in this house)

ive been hearing about someone having a few options. i wish i had options like that. not the guys, but female options. would be nice. ohwell.

hmm, im bored, and a certain song came on again. its an annoying song because its a favourite of someones. good song though, so ill not think about anything other than that

my name is Dylan Draper, and i am....a falloffachair-aholic. its been one week since my last fall from a chair, but i have a feeling i might relapse soon and topple over.

i havnt talked to the person i never thought i ever talk to (look through previous blogs for more info) although i did see him when i was in moruya the other week, said hi, then just sat in the same room with no communication other then the occasional look.

i still dont know what to talk about in my blogs anymore.

theres a few friends who have been sad lately. i hate seeing that. and when one of them was crying today, i was crying on the inside for her. i hope my little hug was enough to cheer her up, even a tiny bit. shes my newest friend, but still i feel close to her. :)

well, i dont really have much else to blog about tonight, might go again tomorrow, if i can think of stuff to write. bu-bye

D

OI!! and ahahaha

i was reading one of my friends blogs tonight, and i have to say i totally agree. who gives a shit if people sound depressed in their blogs. fuck, i know for me i started up a blog so i could say shit, all the things on my mind, without having to actually tell anybody in particular how im feeling. so all those people who say others should be happier in blogs, piss...off...you dont have to read these depressing blogs, and you can easily click the little 'x' in the top right of your screen to get out of it. if you dont like what im putting in these things, then just dont read my posts, and dont tell 'her' the shit im puttin in it if she doesnt want to fuckin know, or if you think its creepy or weird, or whatever.

now for something different.....

hahaha i love this guy, thought id share him with my followers

And now the rough lyrics

I can have a dark side

If you want me to

I can have a dark side

I can develop my brooding potentia

lIf pain’s what you want in a man

Pain I can do

I can have a dark side too

I can have a dark side

Hey,

I called my girlfriend up on the phoneI said,

“Hey g-girlfriend what’s g-going wrong?”

She said, “I’m breaking it off with you“

I feel as if the magic has gone”

I said, “Hey baby what’re you talking about?“

I thought that everything was just fine”

She said, “That’s exactly my point“

I just get so annoyed how you’re so happy all the time

“I need somebody deeper than you

“Someone with a little third-dimension”

I said,I can have a dark side

If you want me to

I can have a dark side

I can develop my brooding potential

If pain’s what you want in a man

Pain I can do

I can have a dark side too

I can have a dark side

I wrote a letter to Mr SonyI said, “Hey S-Sony what’s g-going down?

“I’ve got a record and I reckon it’s wicked“

And I think you should s-spread it around”

He said, “Hey Tim, I quite like your work

“It’s clever and quirky“

But I promise you this“

You could be clever as Voltaire

“But it won’t get you nowhere

“If you wanna sell discs

“Clever never made no one rich

“It doesn’t appeal to the teenage market

“The teenage market!”

I said, I can have a dark side

If you want me to

I can have a dark side

I can reveal my tortured internals

If pain’s what you want in an act

Pain I can do

I can have a dark side too

I can have a dark side

Daddy never came to my ball games

Where are you daddy?

Daddy never came to my ball games

He never loved meI,

I can have a dark side

If you want me to

Angry (Feet), a beat poem by tim minchin

Sometimes I get a bit angry

But you couldn't tell, no you couldn't tell

Unless you looked real closely

Sometimes I get a bit angry

But it's alright, yes it's alright

Cause I keep it out of sight

Inside, deep inside

I breast fed 'till I was nine

Which my (quack) Doctor says is fine

And he, also says I deal with anger better

If I wrote about myself in a poem or a letter

My mother was a (stupid bitch) caring lady

She taught me all I know

Although I was a little slow, she never gave up

She never let me (slut) down

Although she spent a lot of time at the neighbors house

When my dad was out of town

I didn't walk 'till I was 7

Or talk 'till I was 10

But neither did Napoleon according to my (quack fucking) Doctor

Who has certificates in frames to substantiate his (dodgy, fucking) claims

My father left my mother for the love of (poontang) another

And I have a (bastard) brother

Who I've never really known

Because me dad moved up to Queensland

And he doesn't have a (bullshit you fat fuck) telephone

In primary school I had trouble making (ashtrays) friends

An issue which has become somewhat of a trend

The origin of which I can not pretend does not perplex me

Although my (quack fucking) Doctor says it's cool

And that loads of (fat prick, shut up I'm not fat) Kids at school

Have problems with communication

And that of course some medication would be wise

And combined with more honest self expression

Could help me with my issues with emotional repression

And at 180 bucks a session

I think I'll take the (thieving fat bastard) chap's advice

I quite like (porn) photography

And books on (guns) history

And I'd like to be a (politician) vet

And I feel as I get older

I'm more in control of my violent tendencies

And when I die (kill) die

I'll have no regrets

And I feel that all this writing

Is really (poofy) Exciting

And my (quack... fucking) Doctor would be proud

Because I feel a lot less angry

And I'm saying stuff out loud

And I'm letting anger out

Like today in our last session

When I taught the (quack) a lesson

'Cause he said I'm not progressing

Said I wasn't moving forward

So I said"Let's see how you move without your fucking legs"

And I tied him to his chair

And I pulled out my machete

And I listened to him beg

And then I cut his fucking feet off

While he laid there bleeding

I used his feet......... to kick him in the head

hahaha, tim minchin is funny. im out

D

p.s this isnt a post of how i feel, just that this is a funny guy, so you should youtube him

Grrr

she walks in and bitches about homework. all i can think is "go jump off a fucking cliff"
i hate talking to her, i dont know why, but everytime we talk i just want to shoot myself.

im not sitting on a chair tonight, so i wont fall off. ive chosen a beanbag as my seat of choice, it seems to minimize the risk of me falling off. yes, i said minimize, not eliminate. i occasionally fall off a beanbag aswell, im just that retarded

i have to do training tomorrow arvo, im not really looking forward to that. apprently the course is hard, so it should be fun. for the person tormenting me.

yeh, im still hurting, but you couldnt pick it just by looking at me. hopefully she'll realise it was a mistake, but im not holding my breath. i miss her still and all that, but hopefully we can still be friends. fingers crossed ay?

umm what else is there? i was talkin to someone today i never thought id talk to. not in person, on facebook, but still. i dont think it will happen often, unless i get really bored again, or he just wants to rub it in. i was surprised he didnt mention anything though, so i guess hes not such a bad guy after all.

i sould be doing homework right now, but i just really dont want to, not after the 'little' rant that was deliverd to me before. to be honest i wasnt actually listening though, so im probably in some shit for something. ohwell.

a song just came on that reminds me of something. you know those songs that just get something in your head but your not sure what it is? yeh, its one of those ones

i guess i cant really blog muh more, not without reverting to my old, depressing and creepy (as someone has told me they are) blogging habbits, so i guess thats it for me

D

i have no title for this blog

i was told i come across as creepy in my previous blogs, so i guess ill stop that.

school was interesting today. i decided to go with straight hair, got some interesting looks. but it seems most people approve. well, the people ive talked to anyway. who knows, the other 70 odd people probably hate it. pfft, who cares. apparently i look like a differnt person, and older aswell. yay?

other then that school was pretty uneventful, i dodged my music speech again, thank christ for that. did our hospo assessment, it went ok. i like the chicken i cooked, usually i make it to dry.

right now im havin a chat to people, was goin to do some homework, but myclasses is being gay so i thought i wouldnt bother. OOOHHHH, and im watchin tim minchin, again, for about the thousandth time. hes a funny lad, who ever is reading this should look him up on youtube.

what else is new......? not much really, kinda just been hangin out, being a happier person then previously stated in my blogs. things arnt so bad i guess, i'll live. my ears are bloody hot, seriously, theyre burning.

im sitting in the dark doin this blog, not because thats what i do, my fuckin light blew, again, and the little lamp i have on my desk is pretty useless, doesnt do that much.

my hair feels weird, its all light and soft, and straight, its not right. it needs a good cut.

now im wearing a hat. yay me.

shit, i fell off my chair again, i hate wheely chairs. theyre always slipping from under me and hurting me. stoopid chair. oh great, my hat fell off. ehhh, to much effort to pick it up again, it can stay on the floor.

hahahaha, tim minchins singing a song about having a dark side. hes funny. its a good song.

ok, im bored, cyas

D

new day

hey guys. how is every one today?
i dont know about you, but i feel lighter. not happier, just different i guess.
i've come to realise the me being a sad S.O.B isnt going to fix anything, so i maybe if i just act happy, try to make a friendship again like we had before, then i will be happy. i liked the way it was, so i suppose i should jut aspire to have that. being good friends isnt the same as being with her, but it looks like its as close as im goin to get to her. and i'll live with that, because its better then how it seems to be at this moment in time.

im not sure what to write about anymore, now that im trying to re-define my blogging experience. i guess i can still talk about her, but im trying to cut back. if she is reading this i just want to say im sorry how things turned out. ill always care about you, and if you ever need me ill be here for you, all you have to do is ask. if someone close to her is reading this, it would be nice if you could pass on the message for me, because i dont want to make things more awkward by telling her myself.

so where should i start. ok, today started out pretty crappy, dreams and shit not treating me well. but i guess, just talking to friends and listening to music today helped me to deal with things. i know that theres one friend, who i havnt known for very long, but still shes helped me out as if we'd known each other for many years. thank you.

if your reading this, feel free to say hello.

i guess thats all i can blog for today. im out

D

i hate...

...the way i miss her
...how she ended it
...the fact that she ended it
...the reason for her ending it
...that she doesnt seem to make an effort to be friends anymore
...the way shes so keen to hang out with him, and posts it everywhere
...that she never showed any sign she was looking forward to seeing me
...the way i blame myself for all of it
...that we only had one day alone
...that we were only together for a week
...how when ever i was with her, i actually felt good about myself
...the way i feel about who i am now shes gone
...how she thinks i hate him, even though i have no reason to
...the way my pillow smells of her
...the fact that that is my last link to her
...how i think she lied about reading my blog
...waking up from my dreams, because she is still in them and it is when i am happiest
...the way i seem to relate every movie, tv show, and song back to her
...how i bought her things, when i didnt have to, and never recieved even a small hug to show she cared


The things i love...


...my friends
...my family
...my music
...her
...everything she is
...everything about her
...the fact you cared enough to read my blog
...how i am learning to hide my pain so no one will notice
...well i guess thats it i suppose

D

a scent to forget

ive come to realise why i cry at night recently. my pillow smells like her. after on day of watching movies in my room, her sweet aroma has embeded itself into one of my pillows, the one i sleep on infact. fan-fuckin-tastic. just my luck that even in my only escape, sleep, i am reminded of her, and how much i miss her. oh great, now, just as im writing this blog, her faverouite song came on. fuck the verve.

people say it will get easier. but right now i have no evidence. its getting worse. you may see me and think im getting better, but im just getting good at hiding pain. my face is a closed door to how i really feel, no one can see in, and nothing finds its way out. it hurts me to see her happy sometimes. i dont want her to be sad, or to feel guilty, but it would be nice to know that she actually cared. even if i was told by someone else, someone close to her.

today was another shocker. starting with business studies. the class itself isnt all that bad, but im in no mood for school. if i didnt have an assignment due in today, i would have stayed home.

double music today, fuckin bludge and depressing. two hours of listening to my ipod, skipping the songs that remind me of her. there were to many.

im told shes read my blogs, but she denies it. im convinced shes lying to me, i told her there was a picture on here, she looked at it. am i realy supposed to believe she ignored what ive written?

looks like ive done another depressing blog to end another depressing day. maybe something good will happen to me later on tonight, make me feel better. highly doubt that

D

another crappy day. i try to get things off my mind, but its just no use. i want to tell her i miss her company, but if i do it will make me look desperate and needy. i want to be able to look into her eyes again, just stare and get lost in the most beautiful blue eyes ive ever seen. i miss holding her hand, and just being in her presence. i know i sound totally pathetic, and if shes reading this she will just think im an idiot. i know i do. but i cant help feeling like this. its everything about her, even the things she thinks are wrong with her. i can personally say there is nothing wrong with her, she is perfect, too good for me anyway.

i fucked things up by being to stupid to even say hello around one of her close friends. i dont dislike him, it would just have been weird for the first time. im pretty sure he thinks im not the one for her, and i hope thats not what her decision is based on. i see him and wish i was him, just so i could be so close to the one i adore so much.

here i go again, goin on about a girl. but i cant help myself. shes all i think about, so shes prety much all i can blog about. i guess i can say how much i love my friends aswell. i know a few of them have personally helped me out, even though theres shit going on with them aswell. i hate naming people in blogs, but you know who you are.

my hair is straight for the first time ever. i let K give it a go with the straightener, guess i needed a change from myself. some people say it looks good, but i think it looks pretty stupid. i guess it suits me then.

i guess i cant really say much else, without talking about the one that got away. the one that i wish could have worked out, at least for longer then a 7-8 days. dreams dont usually come true though, especially for me. ive concluded the world hates me. or if theres a god, then ive pissed him off something chronic. either way, i have no luck, in love and in life.

this is me, deal with it. if you dont like it, get the fuck out of my blog. if you do like it, or are just interested in what will happen next, keep looking. maybe one day things will start looking up.

D

chances are if your reading this, your very very bored, or you actually care. who am i kidding, your just bored

my last blog post was rather depressing, and if the person who is outlined in it actually read it, im sorry.

enough about the perfect girl who got away though, you dont want to hear about how much i miss our relationship already, no matter how short it was.

i get bored very easy.

i dont trust people, even when i know i can.

i hate talking about myself.

i havnt always lived in batemans bay, and i cant imagine what my life would be like if i hadnt moved.

i live with regrets, and never think about things before i say them, which has resulted in me being a complete idiot with the person i care about most.

i miss my dad every day when im not with him.

pretty much, although theres things and people in my life i love, overall im not a happy person. i act happy to hide my true feelings, and annoy people to keep myself from breaking down.

music, friends and family keep my sanity in check, and i would go crazy if i lost either one.

the best week of my life has ended in a shit pile, and i hate i cant be the right person for the perfect girl.

if i could go back to any day, it would be 22nd of the 2nd, monday of this week. thats the day i fucked everything up and i wish i could fix it.

i dont blame her for ending it, i blame myself for causing her to feel uncomfortable and awkward.

time can fix almost anything, but if your not prepared to try, you will never know how great it could all be.

we cant have pleassure without pain, and we cant love without having first experienced heart ache.

my life is uneventful now your not in it as much as before.

im not proud of who i am, even though people tell me i should be.

theres things i would love to say, but i know they wont be taken well and will just hurt me and you in the process.

this is my life, or my life as you now know it. there is more to me then meets the eye, and you would be surprised to know who i can really be.

D

oh look, i started a blog

im not blogging because its 'cool', im blogging because i need to get shit off my chest and ive heard this helps

i have no idea how to blog, so dont expect anything great. im dylan, but i guess you know that. what you didnt know is i dont trust people easily, especially with my heart. its who i am, and i am ashamed of being me. i dont care what most people think, but what i think, and what the people closest to me do. i know my life isnt that bad compared to others, but i dont really give a fuck, i am who i am and unless i know you, how can i be all that sympatheitc to your situation?

there are certain people who shouldnt read my blog, and i think you know who you are. if not, then its the people who have hurt me, broken a seemingly important part of me. but thats another story for another time.

like now for example. ive recently come into some good luck, after what seemed ages of rejection, i got the girl i so desperately wanted. i have no idea how, i thought i wasnt even close to good enough. turns out i was right. a week and a half. now im told its to awkward to be with me, after a couple of days of her being weird towards me. one day we've spent alone, and she refuses to give it more time. "i think we're better off as friends" "we were closer when we were friends". bull shit. when we were 'friends', i never got to hold you, or say certain things without them beeing weird. now i cant even say how i feel without you shooting me down. im so depressed i could shit. actually, thats not a bad idea, give me a second.........

ok, where was i? ahh yes, my home life. i live with my mum and her fiance of ohh, lets say about 7 years or so? my dad lives in gosford, and i dont see him nearly as much as i would like. everytime we say goodbye a piece of me dies, and i feel down for days. i last saw him on saturday, and would have been sad about saying goodbye again, but i was looking forward to seeing my girlfriend the next day.

this was a sunday, it went well, or so i thought. im told it was to awkward, but did she tell me this on the day? no, she tells me a few days later, the same dat she says she wants to break up. fuckin great, the only times ive cried in the last 5 or more years and theyre about a fuckin girl, a chick i like, someone who says she likes me, but doesnt want to be with me. great. so now i draw to ease the pain. but not on paper, on myself. right now, my arm, half my chest/stomach, and half of both my legs are covered in blue ink. usually i stop at a little on one leg, but i need the extra room to try and feel better. it didnt work.

i guess i should stop here, maybe have another go tomorrow. all i can say to finish is i am greatful for all my friends, even the ones who may think i dont like them as much as i used to. your all great, and im not sure what i would do without yous.

youve read my blog, and youve gained insight into who i am

D