lets go to bragity anne mode
Ok so the morning of the second of may i felt very nice
it was lovely weather and for once in a long time i was alone in the house
this meant i could shower with the door open and walk around the house nude
i dont know why i like doing this
it feels liberating
or maybe i want someone to catch me nude
but yeah i was just lounging around the house in my undies and red lipstick feeling very posh for some odd reason, my hair soaked, my body thirty and the sun pouring its rays into my room
it was a sight to see
so bloody peaceful, aside from James Blake echoing through the rooms
i made a video to myself talking about how grown up i felt and the experiences i have been through
i re-watched it, man was that a laugh
i dont know, whenever im sad i can re-watch that video and make myself happy
i suggest you guys do that, at your peak, when youre alone and happy and, everything just seems ok i suggest you sit in front of your computer, turn on that web cam and just talk about your life and how great it is or can be. I know you might feel nostalgic and mayybe the happiness you speak has become sad and bitter, but fuck it. you were happy, no regret you know??
think about something great that happened, now think about something bad that happened and think, if it wasnt for that bad thing, the good thing might not of happened
an example of this was when i went to groove in the moo, where i was meant to go see Tame Impala <333333
but i couldnt, i had to leave at 4 not even being able to watch flume
or the kooks, or the temper trap :(((
im so sorry bobby,
man im sad now
then i think
the tragedy that i experienced with Groove provoked sympathy from my mum, and therefore, an hour or so before the Tame impala concert, Jess buys the tix and i went home telling her im going to this concert.......
she let me go!!
cause she knows i couldnt see tame in canberra (she doesnt know i already went to see them in December LOL)
that was a great night
it ended with such a lovely,
if you know what i mean! ;)
Ok, so i woke up on thursday, had a lovely, naked day, got changed into fishnet tights, red lipstick and boots and out the door i go, quarter way to the station i realise that i forgot my train ticket so i walk back
a friendly old neighbour/family friend offers me a lift to station, thank god
aint no-bo-day got time to walk
and then i arrive to central and i decide to go and eat hungry jacks, which was a horrible fucking idea!!
i was late for my tut, climbing up the stairs of unsw, i swear i passed out in the hub
30 min in i gave up on my tut cause i was puffing and sweating and i couldnt stand it
jess texts me to meet her at lower campus for eehs ensumble and down i go
only to going to school to drink water in the hub =="
we make our way to petershem and finding the bar and happily watching eehh
jess tells me "hey tame impala is today"
and shes just like whos up for it? and im like fuck yeah, i am unfulfilled!!!
i had a gap in me after groove, stricken with sadness knowing that i wasnt able to see Tame Impala, so my spot is fulfilled now and i am full!!
and we go home, come back, made out way to the horden pavillion
and a drunk cockney shouts at bobs and takes off his pants and points (not with his hand) at jess
we leave the bus immediately and we are forwarded to the concert.
i cut through crowd, budding in the herd of people who are brave enough to smash down the wall of people to the dam of moshers.
i dont know how but with a lot of pain and pushing i get to- about the second row
the first row at the barricades consisted of dreadlocked stoners
and throughout the concert sweat is rubbed on me and i rubed my sweat onto people
the security guard would come up to us with bottles of water and squirt it into my mouth, holy jesus was that refreshing the humid crowd
then i spot a cute boy with deep brown eyes and a toying smile
my heart flutters and i smile back as much as i could whenever he looked my way
maybe i was ahead of myself, maybe he wasnt looking at me, he was merely peering back
oh was i wrong, i had the right to be cocky!
whenever he commented on the band i giggled cause, why not? it was cute and he would look at me, oh that head turn, for some old reason, it was heavenly
half way thought the concert, and just to let you know i was always behind him, like i was rubbing on him, (not cause i wanted tooo cause i was forced to)
and i was trying to rub my red lipstick on him just to leave a mark!!!
i kept yelling the lyrics, blasting like crazy
and TOUCH ME
haha i couldnt help myself
and oh boy he looked at me after i yelled yeah, looks at me, looks forward, yells yeah
oh we have a parrot do we?
i do it again
he does it again
yes. yes he notices me, he knows im here, he has my full attention at this point (aside from the band) and i have his (aside from the band)
by the end of the concert (and obviously they were gonna come back up for an encore)
this lad make it to the front, sighing with happiness to his mate "FINALLY"
i smile for his triumph wishing that i was up there too, in front of my favorite band
guess who deiced to look back at me once more
he smiles and says "come to the front with us
you deserve it"
he knew we were both battling for the front!
he into me he INTO ME
and his mate, shaking his head says "youre too nice mate" ohh australians, you sly slyu sly sexy dogs
after some intros and the lame joke by me
"so im guessing you like good music?"
and pleading for the band to come back out
we talking for a bit, i forgot about what
but whatever, the band comes up again
and WOOO we are happy and he yells
"TAME IMPALA YOU ROCK MY SOCKS"
and guess what tame impala says "no, you rock our socks"
AYYYYYYYYE HI-5s are exchanged and boy am i happy for him
the encore goes on and we just air drum at the barricades
gather fist-bumps from the security guard telling him what a great guy he is and he just keeps smiling at me
boy i wanted to kiss him.
i think he wanted to kiss me to
turns out he did
i smiled and he leaned in
aside from the whole attack from his tongue
his height and hand was nice, resting on the side of my face
his friend literally says "are you fucking kidding me" in a duuuuuuuuude way
i pull back as the crowd loosens and leaves
hands on my hips i sigh saying "so that was tame impala"
and i look up AND HE KISSES ME AGAIN
the second time was not pleasant, neither was the first
it was just like swallowing a tongue
yeah.. from beside us i can hear the sarcastic comment
"thats what you wanna see at a concert"
i think the person knew that it was too much tongue
but all in all I GOT SOME AW YE
is this appropriate to say on my blog?
it got some with a white guy at a concert of my favorite band
not to mention
HE ADDED ME ON FACEBOOK!
how did he find me you ask?
well lets just say this was the bat signal
just to let you know that James guy isnt him
that was day at tame impala
locking lips with a random
i came home around 1 and my mother did not care aww
but ya ya yaa
after having a shower i felt very clear and clean
i mean look at how refreshed i am
that is the image of a very happy girl.
i just wanted to share
I don't need them
And they don't need me
I guess i'll go home
Try to be sane -Tame Impala; Why won't they talk to me?