Trololol

inside the mind of a wannabe rock-star, angsty teenage girl with an over-reactive imagination.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

things I don't understand.

Today I took a train out to Liverpool. 
Let me guess, you think Liverpool, you think Western suburbs. You think western suburbs, you think a dodegy place in the middle of nowhere, crawling with gang rapists dressed in trackies and sneakers hiding drugs in the bum bags they sling around their shoulder. 

You think western suburbs, you think muslim land. Chinatown. Whatever. 

No place for a fifteen year old girl.

But hey, I've been there, and made it out alive. 
Changed slightly, but alive. 
And no, I did not get raped. 

On the train, I discovered that it's slightly disconcerting being the only "australian" on the train. All this got me thinking, because well there's nothing much you can do on an hour train trip through the middle of nowhere besides stare out, into no where. Or count trees, if you're the mathematical type.

Why are ethnic groups, such as the Lebanese all to be found in just the one place? And in other places, like the shire there are hardly none. 

A geographer would say it has something to do with the cost of living. A religious figure would say it was just the calling of a religious being. 

The geographer is being stereotypical, I mean surely not all Lebanese/ muslim/ asian people are struggling financially.
So what is it?
Is it just us "Australian's" being racist, and basically squishing all the different people in our cities into one small, deserted corner?
And why, are these places stereotyped as being the bad side of town?

Monday, September 19, 2011

creature fear.

I'm scared of growing up. 
Sure, I can't wait to leave school, travel the world, get drunk in Sweden, go to uni, but that's two whole years away. And in these past few weeks I've feel like I've done more growing up than I have in my whole 15 years of life. 

Everyone these days is trying to be older, wishing they were older.
Sometimes, I wish I could've stayed five forever.

Children live in a bliss world of ignorance. I want that world back. 

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

excuse my immature mind...


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if you fall hard, I fall harder

We're all slowly falling in a way.
But what people don't seem to realize is that as we fall, we claw at those around us, and bring them down with us. It's these people that fall the hardest. Dealing with the fall of those they care about, whilst struggling with the freefall that is life.

And when you think you've stopped falling, you've really just only slowed down in preparation for some mass drop.

Well at least, that's the general way of my life.

keep rockin' folks.