bottled up thoughts in maroon and yellow

Morning people. Finding myself all so fired up about writing recently, yar so I juts blog some of it. Woke up on my own accord again, been doing it a lot lately, it’s like I’ve got no school. Only been hearing my alarm during the weekend. Feels so good to live on your own once in awhile, even doing the laundry ain’t that bad. Go home when you like, only waking up when you feel like it… so so shiok. Watched Jamie’s kitchen today, wonderful the way he took under his care 15 people who knew nuts about being a chef to parent them till they become one. It’s a lovely lovely day. When I wake up in the morning, when the sun hits my eye… words from some song on the radio. Was closely investigating Debbie’s photos that she sent. Hmm… black stockings, short skirts even with your curfew hey you’re having a good time. We know your love for drinking, booze cheap? Don’t get a beer belly yea? Quick come back and infect some new zea-lander fashion over. Oh and I have to mention your room is so neat, that’s if it’s your room. Haha. Cos if you know Debbie, neat and deb plus an atomic explosion well they just don’t come hand in hand. Sigh I just miss you so much. I wish you were here right now, I’ll pass you the ice after the shower for your pores. We could just sit on some slide near the pool, watch the stars, share with each other our lives, cry. Or you can just give me a good book to read and I’ll completely ignore you. Haha. Well hey at least send a book over to replace yourself!!! Haha. Loving you and missing you to pieces, till you get back give me some shit and we quarrel again. Haha. So much has changed, so much…