Vent yo' spleen.

I don't know what to write anymore.
This blog used to mean something to me. An outlet for my creative, pop-culture influenced alter-ego.. but it doesn't seem to mean anything to me now.

I think I should just write about things that annoy me. Like, everything bro.

Hate #1 - Idiots.

Everything is coming up Milhouse

Cold hands, warm feet.
Just got back from my trip through China and Malaysia on Sunday. Pretty crazy. I forgot how 100-miles-an-hour everything is over there.. some things you really have to see to believe. Also puts pieces of the bigger picture into perspective, you know, those silly questions we seem to ask ourselves from time to time like: "What do I want out of life?".

Back into the swing of things routine wise now, back at home after a few long days of adjusting. I'm just really happy at the moment, I needed the break for sure.

I haven't watched much TV since I've been back.. just a couple of episodes of Simpsons. Everything really is coming up Milhouse.

Good can be worse than bad sometimes.

Ready.

Counting down the days.
I am in the work of an utter masterpiece. My 80's motivational mix CD is a thing of greatness. Songs from Top Gun, The Karate Kid and the Rocky movies - mixed in with a few other 80's classic. So clichéd it's not funny, but I love it so much. It's my baby.


Decided to flick in my circa 2009 Snob Scrilla album into the stereo last night which reminded me of good times.. you know.. times where I didn't get robbed. The other day some ass stole money from my bank account, what an ass. It's only money though, but it couldn't happen at a worse time since my expedition through Asia is now less than a week away. Pretty super excited still.


Anyway, I could throw you to one of my incredibly corny 80's songs, but instead I'll post some Snob Scrilla... Aussie hip-hop needs more love.
  

Change is good.

Still about me.

Is it?
I don't like to leave things unfinished, especially things I never started to begin with. Anyway, one exam down.. 4 to go. No work for 9 days which is a plus - more time to study.

Somewhere there's someone.

"You haven't found the right girl till you found one that likes The Smiths."

Homeward bound

I know what I want.
Hmph. These days Suburban Bourbon has become nothing more than me telling you all how tired I am, how much I hate my life and how much I want to just run away. Haha, how depressing!

To get my moods up this evening, I'm taking a break from the regular study and watching a movie of my liking. A Civil Action starring disco dancer come extraterrestrial come pilot John Travolta seems to good to pass up. Apparently good ol' Robert Duvall got a Oscar nom for his performance too. But yeah, a law-based drama - what a mood-lifter! No, but in all seriousness it looks really interesting. It's been far too long since I watched a film with a little backbone.

I think I've blogged this song before.. maybe. Forgive me, but I think it deserves a second round.

I want to want something more than life.