Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Under The Sheets.
Because time will tell us nothing, I’ll take a chance on something. Let’s be impulsive. Personality is your wonder and image is your thunder. We will form a syndicate of juggernauts. Be destructive in conformity, inequality and falling under the sheets. Put your heart in to everything and use your creativity in everything. Live your youth and believe in love. Live freely, but use your time wisely.
I love it.
Gayest post ever.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
It was amazing, crispy, light chocolate on the out side and creamy, amazing chocolate on the inside.
Cutest food ever to be created. (L)
Monday, August 2, 2010
Read my other posts, they might interest you.
Day 1. Introduce Yourself.
Day 2. Your First Love.
Day 3. Your Parents.
Day 4. Your Siblings.
Day 5. Your Day.
Day 6. Your favourite Place.
Day 7. Your Goals.
Day 8. Your Favourite Memory.
Day 9. Your Favourite Birthday.
Day 10. Your Dreams.
Day 11. Your Definition of Love.
Day 12. Your Best Friend.
Day 13. Your Beliefs.
Day 14. Your Fears.
Day 15. Your First Kiss.
Day 16. A Moment in Time.
Day 17. What You Wore Today.
Day 18. What’s In Your Bag.
Day 19. A First.
Day 20. This Week.
Day 21. Something That You Miss.
Day 22. A Moment In Time.
Day 23. What You Ate Today.
Day 24. What You Wore Today.
Day 25. This Month.
Day 26. Something that Upsets You.
Day 27. Soemthing That Makes You Feel Better.
Day 28. What Makes You Cry.
Day 29. Something You Regret.
Day 30. One Last Moment In Time.
I took this off Tumblr, but because Tumblr licks hairy ball sack, I'm going to do it on my blog. Blogger, the best of them all.. :)
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
That means, Uni/Tafe/Work Experience and a job. It's not the job that worries me, it's the university side of it. I don't even know what to do, and I'm expected to have a slight idea in three weeks. No. No. No. No. I can't do that. I can't really do much.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
But as soon as I take out my ear phones and collect my hearing,
Friday, June 18, 2010
Why am I even complaining?
Thursday, June 17, 2010
To be honest, a speech on music from the Middle Ages and its rapid change from then to now and the continuance of striving for knowledge from then to now, is pretty much irrelevant and not really going to help me out in future life, unless I get in to a intense conversation about music or knowledge in the Middle Ages. I know this may sound like any teenagers excuse to get out of a speech on a subject they don’t like, but honestly, people in my class, think about it, did this unit of work really help you?
Yes, some of you are interested in the armour and weapons area of this unit, but unfortunately, your not really going to get use those weapons or wear the armour in your lives, unless the world has some huge decline of technology and shuts down all of a sudden and we start living like they did. Why do we want learn about centuries of civilisation, when they died off because of some tuberculosis or some swollen glands, when they threw random accusations of people apparently being witches, getting sick was practically pay back for all your sins even though priests died from the so-called plague and punishment was torturing people like the main character out of the movie series ‘Saw’ would?
It honestly killed me on the inside when I saw the jousting competition shown on the TV’s ‘the Project’. It killed me on the inside because, we live in the 21st century for a reason, if we wanted to joust, wear silly clothes and dance around to instrumental music like the silly people they looked to be, we wouldn’t have moved on from that time in civilisation. People made the inventions they did to get out of the mentality of living like that. No offence to be people who want to be different, but those people weren’t from the middle Ages, why would they attempt to relive them on an oval with a jousting competition, I don’t want to persuade people to change, but those people should embrace the future, we make these things for a reason, for humans to embrace, then we make better things. My opinion is; that they should get used to the 21st century, because it’s highly doubtful that we will go back to jousting, burning witches and young people dying from flu’s.
In conclusion, the middle ages, were a very, very dark time for everyone and there stupidity.
Thanks for listening.
Dare me too ?
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
My life has been average lately.
Nothing too bad, except one minor thing, nothing too good.
I can see a big failure ahead of me,
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
I just can't be bothered anymore,
Yes, I said tiredness is a weakness,
but I'm constantly tired, I can't be bothered for anything anymore.
I think the tiredness is keeping up an image.
The image of pretending,
I'm pretending to be happy where I am.
Ugh. School. Friends. Family.
I don't know if it's just me.
But ohwell, I don't care.
I'm not keeping up an image I have been lately,
I can't be fucked.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Have you ever wondered;
why life is what it is?
It crosses my mind everyday.
People say; Life is what you make it.
I don't know if I can agree.
Because you don't make life to be disapointing,
but it still disapoints you.
I have no idea why.
I think from February,
my life is kind of been a bit wierd, different to what it used to be.
It is really kind of annoying.
I don't like it, but theres no way I can turn back time.
Nearly everyday I say to myself,
"If I could turn back time, I wouldn't of done that. I wouldn't of talked to this person" and so on.
I don't regret it, but I don't enjoy looking back on it.
However, mistakes help you realise not what to do later on in life, right?
This is going nowwhere,
I have no inspiration whatsoever and my imagination is at an all time low.
Well, I do have inspiration, but I just don't want to write about it.
I'm so boring lately, whats wrong with me?
I need something to happen, a look in to complexity or to take in the beauty from the simpler things?
You blame everyone else for your issues,
and you don't even care.
You turn things around and make the other person seem so much worse,
I would know.
I really think you should learn to stop doing this,
it just makes you seem arrogant.
Take the hint.
I dare you.
Monday, June 7, 2010
'I'm fighting for love, I think, I have already lost.'
I kind of feel the need to expand on this a little,
but I don't know how exactly.
One of my bestfriends and me, have talked about this multiple times and I think she has got through to me now.
You have left it too late, way too late,
and being the idiot that I am, I've finally just realised.
I've wasted time.
I know I talk about it being fate for wasting time and it can be for the better, but this time, it wasn't.
I don't care anymore, but I still want too.
I'm contridicting myself now,
I need to stop writing, even thinking about it.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
- Howie Day - Collide.
I sit here thinking;
Why am I who I am?
What makes me, me?
Will I be somebody?
Or will I be a nobody?
Famous or Infamous?
Will I have a future?
Or will I have some average life, not living the way I've always wanted to?
As I attempt to ask the questions,
one comes in to my head,
Am I already that mediocre, average, satisfactory person I am afraid to become?
It upsets me, to think that.
I don't know,
what do you think?
I may not throw myself in to things and I always get nervous when I do something a little out of my square,
But I have no idea, if I actually am, what I think I am.
I know this may make no sense to you whatsoever.
I just want to break free, different is in these days,
and to actually be different, from the different that is in, you actually have to go extents.
Extents that I'm not willing too.
Maybe this is just one of my many problems within myself,
which all I can do is write about it.
Will it get me anywhere?
I don't think so, I actually don't know.
I don't know anything really anymore.
I know I may only be fourteen going on fifteen,
but thinking of the future worries me.
I'm not exactly academically smart,
or overally creative,
and my confidence is at a pretty low level.
So, I don't know.
Those three words seem to be the only ones in my vocabulary lately.
I don't want to think of future,
I love thinking of the past, but remembering about it is bad for you,
and the present, I don't know why they call it the present, it barely is one.
I don't know.
- Get me out of the mentality of mediocracy. Please.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
you are wasting your time.
As this page loaded up,
you wasted your time waiting for the page to load.
As you decided whether not to read this,
you wasted your time deciding.
We all waste our time,
but sometimes is for the better?
As you are wasting time,
something magical can happen,
or something tragic.
We never know what will happen in the next few hours,
minutes, or even seconds.
I believe it all happens for a reason,
wonderful, death defying even tragic events.
I believe in Fate,
and that its meant to happen.
If that apple didnt fall on Einsteins head,
we wouldn't know the laws of gravity,
and so on.
It's fate that you should listen to this;
Friday, May 28, 2010
while trying to come to terms with what is happening within my family.
With music is booming down throughout my ears,
Snow Patrol at the moment, Set fire to the third bar, to be precise.
While sitting the same postion I intend too for the next couple hours,
I'm fighting for love, I think, I have already lost.
I'm missing my bestfriend, Taylor Pix, a lot.
Wait. The song changed, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, By The Way.
I have no idea what to do,
rjdnao = mixed up Jordan, and not just in the spelling way.
I need to do something,
Wait. The song changed, The Kooks, Naive.
This song brings the obvious defination of Naive in to my head,
I love using the word in a sentence.
'Why do you have to be so naive?'
I'm boring I know.
You are my wonderwall.
You shine like a star and you can brighten up anyones day.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Boys and girls of the world,
don't be who have to be,
be who you want to be.
I want to see your true colours show,
because they will be beautiful like a rainbow.
Break free of stereotyping,
stuff society, it's boring.
However, don't break the law,
and be rude about it.
Mediocracy should not be in your mind,
stand your ground and show who you are.
Even Albert Einstein.
All put a whole new meaning to induviuality.
However, you don't need to be famous or a genius too,
just show who you are, and I ain't gunna try to change you.
You will be my shooting star, and my favourite.
Don't get defeated by limits,
and get pulled down by gravitational pulls.
Defy everything and anything,
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
- Four Years Strong - Catastrophe.
Secret love, my escape, take me far far away, secret love, are you there, will you answer my prayer, please take me anywhere but here. Anywhere but here.
- Mayday Parade - Anywhere But Here.
When the stars are shining on you, when the street lights are far beyond you, when the dream lights are turning on, then you know where you are, when the stars are shining brighter, when your heart is beating lighter, when you love without desire, then you know who you are.
- Free Energy - Dream City.
Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year and I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere, and this is my reaction, to everything I fear, cause I've been going crazy I don't want to waste another minute here.
- All Time Low - Weightless
On a lighter note;
I love Jade Readman <3
She's amazing. (:
Monday, May 24, 2010
Just make it happen, I dare you.
Somehow, for me, the tv program Skins relates to this.
Being tired is a sign of weakness,
'you can sleep when your dead baby'. - Agnus, Gossip Girl.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
I'm honestly mind-blanked..
For once I have nothing to say.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
our dogs go throughout their K-9 life.
Also, as life supposedly moves in poetry, in rhythms and in syphonies and the good times and memories and we should all stop and breathe and stare at the scenery,
I am sitting at home, in my trackies and large tshirt from Factorie, waiting for my dad to finish hanging out washing so we can start watching a movie and writing randomised thoughts that suddenly come to my head.
As indecisive people cannot make up their mind what they are doing, decisive people are sticking to one decision and one only and do not think of any of change.
As politicians are coming out of the closet of their sexuality, the news is being nosey and getting more and more into their private lives and what they do; I kinda like how the news actually does that. No offence politicians privacy matters.
After the movie 'Casino Royale' was released, their was a huge reaction of the female public audience about how James Bond is suposedly not sexist anymore, but soon after 'Quantum of Solace' was released they were severly let down in that though. Sorry feminists of the world.
I'm going to add more to this list when I can be bothered.
I've come to think;
I really should do something interesting for a change,
Thursday, May 20, 2010
I'm fading away.
In to my void filled with nothingness.
My life is turing black and white.
I used to have excitement.
But lately it's just the same;
Regret, hurt, worries, intimidation.
Eyes strike through me like daggers.
It is kinda depressing on my behalf.
As I am fading in to my black and white life,
I think I should take this time to tell you my life plan;
Finish school, with an average OP in either Brisbane or Perth, get a job in a fashion shop, become manager of that shop, get all the money I need and move to Melbourne, go in to the music industry or fashion industry, make more money, move to London, live there for I don't know how long with regular holidays to Australia to see family. Then move back to Melbourne when older and stay there for sun, beach and babes.
(L) Perfect Life
P.s - You can join me if you want?
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
Who is meant to be my bestfriend.
Seriously; I am... anger solves nothing, 'blogger' solves nothing, and from now on, I'm going to stop writing those things about people. Subliminimal message suck. I use them all the time, but the post I had before, was not called for, at all.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
- Annoynamous Formspring Message.
I don't know who you are, or who you think you are, annoynamously messaging me over formspring, practically abusing how much of a bad person I am. I know I'm a bad person, I know I'm inconsiderate, but I don't know how the fuck I have used you. I care about the people who care about me, and if you cared about me, I think you would've done something, other then this, to abuse me and we could actually sort something out. But the thing is; what gives you the fucking right to abuse me, to tell me I've used you or someone else, and saying how do I sleep at night? Fucking hell. If you don't actually come to me and sort this out, I will have lost so much respect for you, you wouldn't be my friend anymore. Fuck you. Fuck your life. I don't care about you anymore, and you don't need to care about me. I hope you fall in a drain and break you leg, and never come out.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Studying maths in university, joy.
Do you become a mathematician?
But what exactly do you do when you become a mathematician?
This was just a random question I thought of in dance.
I actually don't care, because it doesn't really concern me, I'm not good at maths, and I don't think I ever will be, sorry all mathematicians out there.
You know what I really want to be when I grow up.
A self centred columnist for a good news paper, like John Grogan, (the guy that Owen Wilson plays in Marley and Me.) That movie is fantastic by the way.
I want to be a columnist because, well so I've been told;
I'm a self sentered, melodramatic, hating, uncaring, rude teenager, and thats what columnist do best.
They write about how how much they hate the stuff they have, 'I hate the T.V brand ...' 'Today I hate my wife and children' 'You know what I hate ... '
That is all they write about, and I'm good at writing about what I hate, and because I'm so self-centred and I need to get over my own problems and care about others for once, I think I'm fit for this job.
I just need to be good at english.
I love John Grogan.
He has his own blog, he writes wonderful books, he's a columnist, and he is just all around awesome. :)
Website/Blog - http://www.johngroganbooks.com/blog/index.html
Friday, April 30, 2010
Respect, what is respect?
No one knows.
I think as a society, our respect for the world, for nature, for other human beings, for blacks, for white, for asians, for indians and every other culture has gone and jumped off a bridge, and I doubt that it will come back for a very, very long time.
Terrorism and wars have played a big part in this loss of respect.
You see someone who is from Indian ethnicity you will be like 'oh that guy has a bomb' and laugh about it, no offence guys but I think that is really fucken disrespectful, but as the hiporcritical person I am, I would probably laugh with them. But just in the public, you see a group of Asians, you will automatically say something about it. Even in local society, respect has gone out the window for teenagers, as well as respect for adults and seniors.
The reason I'm saying all of this stuff is;
Please, just respect someones decisions, and if they debatable, have a civilised debate about it, not an arguement.
Disrepect someone, they will disrespect you back, don't forget that.
I know I'm not the nicest person ever, but I will speak the truth. So, just be civil, don't cause stuff, be respectful and presentable.
I'm not being a preacher, saying respect your elders or anything like that, but no one likes a disrespectful kid, being a little shit and fucking around, it just pisses some people off.
One exception; If someone is rude to you, you don't have to be rude back, just don't treat them as you normally would with someone(with respect). I'm sick of fights between my female friends, and it just fucks me off. Just, either be civil with them, you don't have to be their friend, or be friends with them. Please.
What I mean by respect is, not seeing by the persons every need, but just be nice and smile and say hi. Don't be a douche and pretend there not there.
I know this blog probably made no sense, and I don't care, I'm bored on a Friday night, and what do you expect me to do, play scrabble? I dont think so.
I just feel like writing, like the melodramatic person I am.
Sorry for being so melodramatic, and wasting your time with reading pointless sorry notes to people who don't even care about it.
But I like it.
I'm not a pen and paper type of guy,
I don't know what type of guy I am lately.
I don't know what to do with myself.
I get nervous walking up through the area's in the school.
The intimidating eyes of the older students stare right through me, or so it seems like they do.
Even walking through my area I get a little imtimidated.
I hate those guys who think there cool, and call me a 'faggot', I wish they would all just leave the school, they are not wanted there, by teachers, by students, they don't offer anything to the school except its bad reputation.
I've been told, time and time again, 'oh there just jealous of what you accomplish' 'they will get know where in life if they be like are' BLAH BLAH FUCKEN BLAH. I don't care if they don't get anywhere in life, I honestly don't care if they do, but they certantly not jealous, who would be jealous of me, insecure, bullied, 'lame', 'faggoty', Jordan Readman. I hate them all.
I know parents say 'don't let them get to you' 'tell them to go away' blah, but how can they not fucking get to me, they taunt me, they say shit about me, and soon I will crack and say shit to them, and you know the outcome of that, I will get fucking bashed. So I have to control myself.
Yet again, I hate them all.
But I think they are the insecure ones, they have so many problems in there life they don't want to share, they decide to make fun of others, I know I may sound like a primary school student, but I know it's true.
Yeah, I don't know what to write now.
I hate people.
i kinda imagine the taser looking kinda the a lifesaver, and just like being a ninja except the lifesaver would taser people.
jord; genius playlists are quite genius. says:
Hahaha a lifesaver ?
like the lolly ?
no , i mean like starwars, are they called lifesavers?
jord; genius playlists are quite genius. says:
this conversation is going in a myspace bulliten
We were talking about going to the Justin Bieber concert with a taser, and tasering all these chicks who got in the way, unfortunatley Siobhan doesn't know starwars, or even common knowledge too well.
Love you Shibanga. (L)
Thursday, April 29, 2010
But this is dedicated to my very special Homegirl.
We were at a gatho, and you were tipsy when we met. We went through the night fighting over a champaigne bottle saying, 'Champaigne is not for little boys!'. Cleaning pasta sauce off your perfect, slappable ass was the highlight of my night;). We talked on msn, and came up with the names Homeboy and Homegirl for eachother, and we went on from there.
You told me your rules for when you are drinking and showed me how awesome of a writer you are. You helped with my school work and called me your 'bubba boy'. We argue about how young I am and how old you are, and which of us is cuter then the other. You made a playlist named after me with all the music I've sent you, and named your fish's Chester Homeboy and Issac Homegirl. R.I.P Chester Homeboy(L).
We take the best pictures together, and we've been told we would make beautiful babies. You are the most halarious tipsy person and I couldn't care less if you get your slut on, because I will join you. Just don't break your rules. You never run out of things to talk about and my face apparently lights up when I see you and I smile like a douchebag. Haha.
Stefanie Tremble. ♥
You are creative, smart, funny, a good as dancer, a literal thinker(whatever that means), and best of all, the cutest person I have met. Don't let anyone ever take those qualities from you, but if anyone tries to change you, I will stab them in the face. I'm so glad we became friends and I really hope we are friends throughout school and onwards. You are pure awesomeness. ♥
P.S; You rock, don't ever change.
P.P.S; Five minutes. ;) ♥
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
I love Lady Gaga.
I reckon she is actually a Rolemodel.
Do what you want.
Keep your Pokerface on in tight situations.
Be So Happy You Could Die.
Dance In The Dark.
Keep your Fashion sense original.
Want people's Bad Romance
Don't give into Paper Gangsta's.
Be Beautiful and Dirty Rich.
Stay in Disco Heaven.
And most of all,
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick, I wanna take a ride on your disco stick. Don't think too much just bust that stick, I wanna take a ride on your disco stick.
Cherry cherry boom booom.
I miss you, I can't wait to see you. We had so much in common, and we still do. We will forever be bestfriends, and I could never, ever, forget you. (L)
Halarious. Trustworthy. Helpful. From 2008 to a lifetime of happy memories. (L)
You can lie, you can be a bitch to people you wanna be, you left, we became good friends. I'm not affected by what you do, and I don't care. 'your a vindictive little bitch, truth be told'. (L)
I can come to you for anything, and I could trust you with my life. (L)
We have our up's and down's, but I really hope our friendship doesn't end like this. Please, don't let. You will always be my bestfriend. (L)
You did amaze me. We need to build to that again. Please. (L)
All you've done is help. Sorry. (L)
You bitch, you cry, you are wonderful. (L)
Cute. Cute. Cute. (L)
Bright blonde extensions, make-up, you are the opposite to 'scene kids', your laugh makes me laugh, (L).
Stay with me forever. (L)
Sunday, April 25, 2010
sorry im not perfect
sorry im not true
sorry im not happy
sorry im not you
sorry im not there
sorry im not that extraordinary
sorry im just ordinary
sorry im outspoken
sorry i dont share
sorry i dont need you
sorry im never there
sorry im not comfortable
sorry your not the same
sorry that i changed
sorry im not game
sorry im here
sorry i wont be gone
sorry you dont care for me
sorry im in the wrong
sorry for what i did
sorry im just running away from it all
sorry im not me anymore
i know you don't care for me anymore
but i will be forever sorry.
If your one of the people who this is too, and you read it, I think you will know it's to you.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
I miss being treated like I'm 7,
I miss England,
I even miss Perth,
I miss the snow,
I miss my small home town,
I miss frost,
I miss snow,
I miss the beach,
I miss my bestfriend,
I miss being innocent,
I miss people taking time out of there day to talk to me,
I miss my normal knee(never dislocate your knee cap, ever),
I miss doing stuff without a care,
I miss being known as a normal student,
I miss dancing,
I miss people not caring what I do,
I miss people not caring what I say,
I miss how people were in grade 8,
I miss not being known for being the scummy grade,
I miss not being known as 'gay dancer' of my grade,
I miss not having my friends influence by drugs,
I miss not having alcohol,
I miss not caring about the way I look,
I miss everything about being young,
I miss it when people would say there seeing a movie this weekend, not having a drinking session,
I miss when the only thing on a guys mind wasn't 'pwning' some chick on the weekend,
I miss it when going to the park was a normal activity,
I miss my parents not suspecting I'm gunna have sex with my female friends,
I miss swearing being dangerous,
I miss my old gaming consoles,
I miss when people didnt want to get suspended,
I miss it when facebook, myspace and msn were not peoples lives,
I miss people saying 'never doing drugs'
In the end;
I miss my old life,
I miss my old friends,
I miss not having a care,
I miss being young,
but most of all,
I miss me.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The Fray is an American four-piece piano-rock band from Denver, Colorado Formed in 2002 by schoolmates Isaac Slade and Joe King, the band achieved mainstream success with the release of their debut album, How to Save a Life in 2005, which was certified double platinum. The band released their second self-titled album in 2009. The album debuted at number-one on the Billboard charts and was certified gold in the United States, Australia and Canada.
In both albums, the band focus there songs most on life's problems and issues. Common themes include troubled relationships, growing up, the problem of evil, war and happiness. The honest and emotional nature of the lyrics has also had critics labeling The Fray as emo, comparing them to mainstream emo acts like 'Jimmy Eat World' and 'Something Corporate'.
Recommended - syndicate, trust me, she is, heartless(kanye west cover), vienna.
they are truely amazing.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
i dont want anything anymore.
i'm falling in to a black hole,
so i can feel nothing.
i did have feelings,
they are going to leave me now.
i just wanna go to that black hole
and stay there forever.
i dont know when i will be okay.
i dont know if i ever will be.
i just want my soul to leave me now,
no soul, means no feelings.
how did this happen,
i dont know.
i just wanna,
Regina Spektor was born in Moscow, USSR in 1980 to a musical family. Her father, Ilya Spektor, is a photographer and amateur violinist. Her mother, Bella Spektor, was a music professor in a Russian college of music and now teaches at a public elementary school in Mount Vernon, New York.
Check her stuff out, she's amazing.
Recommended - Samson, Us, Hero.