King you shall be one if you wish, look for your queen.

So, I have a bit of updating it seems,
Well
Last Saturday I went to Tilly’s and gave her a handmade card and some cd’s I got my brother to burn seems I was away at uni. She told me she loved the card and that I had written things no one have ever said to her before, I especially like the last line which went a little something like this ‘I hope you feel as pretty and beautiful as you are’
Such a charmer.
So that day while spooning tilly I said something about us not officially being together and she asked me if I was going to ask her I said maybe to which she replied ‘Danny, will you be my boyfriend?’ I said I would and much love making was made.

The week went on I went back to Ballarat and tilly txt’d me every day saying she misses me muchly which is always a great thing to read when you’re feeling alone up here in cold cold Ballarat.
Tuesday arrived and one of the house mates here ‘Adam’ the English man was celebrating his birthday, a few of us put in 6 dollars for some rum, and we all got very happy perhaps a little too happy, so happy that I forgot that I was on antibiotics..
For which I paid for the next day.
I spewed up twice in the morning on Wednesday, then went to class I had sculpture but had to leave at about 11 o’clock because I spewed again.
Then I made the hard journey home...
Spewing into the drain every 50 metres it took me an hour to walk a 20 min walk.
It was bad a few people asked if I was ok, but they were usually males and alone and I mean come on?? Here I was spewing up bile and they are asking me if I was ok.
I crawled down a major street with strangers just ignoring me and walking by thinking I was on drugs or something. I spewed into a pot plant in front of quite a few people no one helped.
I asked some for a ride but got none.
At one stage I was spewing up outside a school the principal asked if I was going home to my mum, I shook my head; my mum’s an hour and a half away.
Wow I was bad.
There was a bit of a trail left by me, but I got home alright just a bit dirty from crawling. Had a sleep and I was ok?
I’m still behind I’ll do another update later.

Certainly no Turnip.

Well, how long has it been now? 2 weeks since my last blog.
I'm not going to bother apologising to you, I have has no time to write anything plus I can even access the internet at Uni. but it’s ok now that I have a laptop.

Yes so I started uni.
it all started just 2-3 weeks ago, I moved into accommodation at Vic street which is about 20-15 mins walk to camp street campus where I got to school.
so I moved in on the Friday night and throughout the weekend the accommodation provides this O-weekend kind of experience for first years, so we were doing all those annoying getting to know you games for a couple days, slowly getting more and more impatient with the annoying "R.A"'s because you see they're all like "come on GUYS get up and play some games! yay this is fun!! yAY!!" ugh go away, one thing that was annoying the first week was sunburn.
anyhow, we also did other fun things like go-karts, dodge ball and lazor force.
hey why'll I’m on the topic of people that really grind my gears at lazor force we got a chance to meet people from other res's and what’s annoying is apparently Ballarat has a great PE course so there’s about a hundred sex brained dirty talking arrogant fucking jock douches, ugh i just cannot stand being around them you know how they're always taking like "THAT CHICK IS SO HOT!!! oh! LETS GO RUN, YEEAH!!" i hate that.

class is good, i never really had a O-week because there is a lot of mature aged students in my class and they don’t want a O-week. so for me it was straight into it. which is a lot different to all my house mates who were getting home at different times and got free movie tickets and all this, so i kinda felt like more like a loner, but I kinda like that.
I like being the outsider arty guy.
Mysterious.

I’ll tell you a little about my house mates:
Adam: a English man who lives in Australia, his fairly funny , loud, never stops talking, his course is Acting . his a nice guy and i seem to get along with him alright.
Arun: a Indian student who came to Australia 6 months ago, sharing a room with Adam. in the first week me and him talked lots about everything from India to females. I sometimes find it hard to understand what he is saying though and sometimes he can just drag on talking about something. But his a nice enough man. he is studying Engineering and i must say he works very hard.

Reece: a really quiet computer orientated guy who likes motor bikes, I feel I can kind of relate to him, his slowly coming out of his shell.

Chris: my room mate, his doing a apprentice for engendering so he can get into the air force. Something over his side of the room smells though and he swears too much.

Elsie: a loud drama girl

Mel: a quiet girl studying writing or something, she is nice approachable easy to talk to.

And there is more but I cant be bothered.

I’ve been having very strong cravings to join a band or something I’d love to create music and things. But I don’t think its going to happen, I mean I could sing like Jim Morrison or Kurt Cobain, but I don’t really know any music friends. So it’ll just remain my dream for now.
so one things for sure this is certainly no Turnip.

you know how I need you. To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night. oh babe.

Urgh, I should not do as much so I don’t have to write more here.
But I guess this should not turn into a chore.
So anyway,
I guess I better start last week then, so erm I guess Tilly is all that’s really interesting thing that’s happening to me around here? No, its just all I’ve been thinking about; as if she has exploded in my mind and made one darn big mess. Come on you know the feeling.
I was wondering what tilly would think about Saturday night and of paranoid thinking took over, so I thinking ‘yeah its probably just a one time thing’ and ‘why would she even like me? She’ll be bored of me.. she will’ and then ‘Daniel stop thinking about it, its not good not all the more you think of it the more you’ll get attached’
But as it turns out, my paranoid thoughts were all wrong. And starting from Monday she was messaging me, then starting Tuesday she was calling me.. the first two I missed woops.. but its not like I was ignoring her, I mean come on who doesn’t love a girl to give you this attention? But it does make me nervous as if I have to be something more as if I’m not good enough, its is scary and this coupled with the wondering if she actually likes me really is not good for your mind.
She asked me to come with her to this gig on Saturday night (the one just gone), she said that she ‘really want(s) to see (me) this weekend’ so how could/why would I refuse? to see the band ‘Bonja’ a reggae band from Melbourne that busk on chapel street at the ‘Nash’ (national hotel Geelong)
The band was pretty awesome I really enjoyed the music, the guitarist was pretty cool and the percussion section was great and very funky.
I slept with Tilly that night; we stayed talking having a ‘deep and meaningful.’
And now its clear that I shouldn’t be worried at all about her not liking me.
But there’s just something about relationships that are scary and seem pointless, because nothing lasts forever especially not when your 17.
Going on 18 this Tuesday!

So the next day.. Well today. I was driven to Curtis’s place and Tilly went to work. Me and curt hung out talking about Pink Floyd and such; we watched the Floyd concert in Pompeii which is crazy crazy awesome, he gave me my 18th present, he said he couldn’t out do my present or card and I don’t mind.
He had gotten me a DVD of the wall which is very cool I borrowed Tilly’s copy a while back but hadn’t copied it, he also got me some coloured Progresso’s a 12 pack. From the Colac art store, I’d never bought any myself because they were too expensive, I enjoy using Progresso’s.

That is all.

Maggie, What Have We Done...?

It was Curt’s 18th birthday party yesterday, I bet your craving to hear about that aren’t you... you little pervert.
Well I have other stuff to write so you can just hold on.

I forget when, but sometime is the 3 days before the party I bought ‘The Final Cut’ and ‘Pablo Honey’ I enjoy ‘The Final Cut’ better but listening to it, its all got sad war themes throughout it; you probably don’t want to listen to a lot of this album because you’ll end up jumping in a bathtub with a toaster, its is just so depressing its a lot like all the saddest parts of the wall milked out then churned into butter.
I haven’t listen to ‘Pablo Honey’ much at all because I’ve been too court up with ‘The Final Cut’

The Party?
Well it was themed psychedelic hence why I had made the tie dye shirt.
The party went as any old party would.. I guess.
Curt’s house is a big place, shaped in a giant L; we set up amps, guitars and a drum kit outside on the stage and started to ‘jam’ dance and drink.
Seems I am 10 days away from eighteen I cannot buy alcohol and my older brother Steven was kind enough to buy some for me... This is very rare.
So the night went as per usual, till about half the way through the night the weirdest thing happened.
I think I have mentioned a girl called ‘Tilly’ in this blog before? Yeah, she is Curt’s ex and a good friend, but that’s all I really regarded her as. I didn’t feel any really attraction to her and I thought that the male and females being friends without taking it further could work, turns out I was wrong.
Way wrong.
Because somehow we ended up running off and making out then spending the night sleeping together
I certainly didn’t expect any of it to happen.
But I’m glad it did.

I know one thing is for sure,
I Hate Goon.

Now if you don’t mind I’m going to have a shower and a sleep.

Through the Window on the Wall

Well, it’s been a while now since I’ve updated this.
You want to know why?
Even if you don’t I’m still going to tell you, cause this is my blog and you’re in my world now.
The reason I have not posted in a while is because I’ve been feeling down, even now I feel fed up. It’s all the work every day with no days off and the heat! I hate this weather, and worse I can’t work in my room because it’s disconnected from the house and is un air-conditioned.

So I made a card for Curtis’s birthday, is that a 7 yr old thing to do? Who cares, I put an old drawing and water color painting of a exploding light bulb on the front, well my mother was impressed.. that sound lame.. and her friend said she like it and that I could go into card making, I thought that would not be that bad but, i have no idea how to do that; anyhow I’m proud of this card.
I forget what day that was, I’ve lost track of days.. I think that was Sunday

Monday.. I just did work? Actually yeah, my siblings had all gone back to school so I was getting all this extra work, and then still on top of that mum got pissed at me for not being home to help her fill out this form on the internet which seems to happen every 2 weeks and I’m sick of it.

Tuesday, after helping dad stand up a cow at the dairy, where the ground becomes slippery from the built up poop etc; and a few more other things, I thought I might like to go for a long walk next door again. I spend most the day walking around the bush at the bottom of the property next to us. The heat was almost unbearable and I got to the point where I was getting head spins and just wandering around not sure what was going on, so I took off my shirt and shoes and rested under some pine trees I headed home after that. Maybe it was a awful day out but I feel better because of it; I don’t care if all I saw was one stinking rabbit, I don’t care if I almost got burned by the sun at least I wasn’t at home.

Then Today, I did the usual stuff on the farm. Plus two tie-dye shirts, I messed up the first one so I put it into a purple mixture, the other is white with a burst of color in the middle at the front.
That is all. Good day.

Every day is the right day.

On the 22nd of February I will be starting my first day of visual arts at UB.
Yesterday I went to my enrolment, it all went well.. Only I was annoyed that my mum had not taken in any of the information I had told her about the course.
The enrolment did not take too long, it was over before midday, what did take longer was jumping around all over the campus’s searching for the accommodation organisers. So mid next week I should get an offer for that.
The building I put down was the cheapest, it’s a big ol’ brick mansion two story pretty cool. It’s a 10 min walk from the camp street campus where I will be attending my classes.

I have been invited to the curt’s 18th, curt is about the closest thing I have to a best friend, I realised last year that ever since Hayden my old friend left for brazil in yr 10, I’ve been just surfing around into different groups not really being great friends with everyone, not really having an opinion on anything, just quietly working away on my art in the corner of the room, and I liked that because every one thought I was crazy, I even chucked a few twitches in just to keep them on their toes, I liked feeling that I was mysterious and I was left alone. That may be the reason i stray away from really wanting a 'girlfriend' but also just because i cant she a relationship working with anyone I know. What’s wrong with being on my own, I like it. Sex does seem like a scary thing, who wants that responsibility.
So,
Mostly this year I hung with Curtis, who is a musician and likes mostly the same music as me. He can play something like 15 different instruments, he is the rhythm guitarist and lead singer for that band ‘Phillys and the crab people’ I was jealous of his music ability and he was jealous of my artistic ability so everything was even.
I’m looking forward to the party, its overnight at his place only I don’t have a tent...

Hillary has commented on my BookFace, every now and again she asks for a update on my life, i think this is because I told her last year she would loose interest in me in a few weeks, she is persistent and I feel that she only asks for these updates because i said that. but still its nice to have someone who is like that.

Reading Peters blog brings back my old annoyance that everywhere toilets have pull handles on the inside, I hate that I always have. But maybe I’m just a clean freak?

Today I bought the album ‘meddle’ and so far I think it is awesome. But sitting here listening to it... I’m not sure... But is it normal to be feeling like your spinning tumbling into space? Well, it’s nice so I don’t care if its not normal or not.
I also got a hair cut today so it will be looking alright for uni, or so says my mum. But I’ve always bee scared of having a hair cut, this comes because when I was a child my mum would always shave my hair right back every holidays, and I hated it and now because of it I feel very self conscious about my hair and such.
And I guess when I think about it, it doesn’t look that bad right now.
Does it?

Stop Children Whats That Smell?

Hey ho, what a fantastical Australia day this has been, not really that was a lie. Same old days, I’m certainly getting sick of the never ending farm work, I mean it wouldn’t be too bad if I was getting paid.. or even got a thanks.

Australia Day (Made in China)

I’ve been listening a lot to Barrett seems the CD’s I ordered finally got here, I’ve heard all the songs before but well now I finally own all of them. Before yesterday and today I was listening a lot to Radiohead and Barrett is a great contrast, for whereas Radiohead would have scrutinised every song, Barrett’s albums just sound as if he has just thrown all the pieces finished or not together in a jumble, the albums seems to have equal hits and misses and while listening to the intolerable misses it makes you feel as if you too are going insane.
But none of his post Floyd stuff was ever as good as Piper, there was never anything again near that standard its kind of sad. That album really is a great first album, I think It would have to be my favourite ever but I’m not sure.

Whenever I cannot find something to do around the house I grab dads old gun (a 22) and go hunting. We have two blue gum plantations on ether side of our farm so its not a long walk to find anything, I had all the time in the world to waste so I decided to got further into the plantation then ever before. The plantations are set out like a leaf with a main path down the center then and the rows of the trees spreading out away from that, so to find kangaroos or wallabies I simply walk down the center path looking left and right down the rows for and sign of wildlife, this was not really working seems the rows were filled with weeds, and as I had found out another time while trying to get closer to a wallaby, Spiders. This made moving down a row very slow, annoying and not worth the effort. I followed the path till it met another that went off to the right towards our farm I followed that till I came to a small kind of creek with scrub growing in and around in the middle of the plantation. I had walk a long way and still had not seen a thing odd, I walked around the creek well.. Its not really a creek I don’t know what to call it, its just a little… drain? Anyhow so I followed it around the edge till I had gone right around the top point and was on the side opposite to where I started, it was a perfect area for wildlife to be yet I had seen none.. I decided to go home when a black rabbit ran out.. and well. Yeah.
Bam
Even though I walked a long way for nothing really I did enjoy my trip I have my sense of smell back so I could smell that old ecliptic smell of the bush.. and in some spots the smell of rotting corpse.
Walking home I came across the strangest sight, at first I thought I was hallucinating I was walking across the paddock hoe when ahead I saw a bunch of young men running around a dam in their underwear, not my ideal fantasy, it turns out my cousin and a few friends just decided it would be ok if they swam in our dam.. and also for some reason they had a duck.

a Duck?