stuxee's journals

look what i bought last night!!!

i love ebay... $110 australian dollars, and it's in my own home town!!!!

so my mum, cousin and i are going to be in san diego in may, they are going to be there 2 weeks, i might stay on a while.... a month or so.


so who's gunna HANG!?!!!

Your Name:

Age:


Location:


Favorite position:


Would you have a 3sum?


Do you think I'm cute?


Would you have sex with me?


lights on or off?


Would you have to be drunk?


Would you take a shower with me?


Have you ever thought about having sex with me?


Would you leave after or stay the night?


Do you like cuddling afterwards?


Condom or skin?


Have sex on the first date?


Would you kiss me during sex?


Do you think I would be good in bed?


Would you use me as a booty call?


Can I use you as a booty call?


Can we take pictures of the act?


How long would we have sex?


Would you tell your friends about me?


Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

"soldier" by Harvey Andrews

In a station in the city a British soldier stood
Talking to the people there if the people would
Some just stared in hatred, and others turned in pain
And the lonely British soldier wished he was back home again

Come join the British Army! said the posters in his town
See the world and have your fun come serve before the Crown
The jobs were hard to come by and he could not face the dole
So he took his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll

For there was no fear of fighting, the Empire long was lost
Just ten years in the army getting paid for being bossed
Then leave a man experienced a man who's made the grade
A medal and a pension some mem'ries and a trade

Then came the call for Ireland as the call had come before
Another bloody chapter in an endless civil war
The priests they stood on both sides the priests they stood behind
Another fight in Jesus's name the blind against the blind

The soldier stood between them between the whistling stones
And then the broken bottles that led to broken bones
The petrol bombs that burnt his hands the nails that pierced his skin
And wished that he had stayed at home surrounded by his kin

The station filled with people the soldier soon was bored
But better in the station than where the people warred
The room filled up with mothers with daughters and with sons
Who stared with itchy fingers at the soldier and his gun

A yell of fear a screech of brakes the shattering of glass
The window of the station broke to let the package pass
A scream came from the mothers as they ran towards the door
Dragging their children crying from the bomb upon the floor

The soldier stood and could not move his gun he could not use
He knew the bomb had seconds and not minutes on the fuse
He could not run and pick it up and throw it in the street
There were far too many people there too many running feet

Take cover! yelled the soldier, Take cover for your lives
And the Irishmen threw down their young and stood before their wives
They turned towards the soldier their eyes alive with fear
For God's sake save our children or they'll end their short lives here

The soldier moved towards the bomb his stomach like a stone
Why was this his battle God why was he alone
He lay down on the package and he murmured one farewell
To those at home in England to those he loved so well

He saw the sights of summer felt the wind upon his brow
The young girls in the city parks how precious were they now
The soaring of the swallow the beauty of the swan
The music of the turning world so soon would it be gone

A muffled soft explosion and the room began to quake
The soldier blown across the floor his blood a crimson lake
There was no time to cry or shout there was no time to moan
And they turned their children's faces from the blood and from the bones

The crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came
To carry off the body of a pawn lost in the game
And the crowd they clapped and cheered and they sang their rebel song
One soldier less to interfere where he did not belong

And will the children growing up learn at their mothers' knees
The story of the soldier who bought their liberty
Who used his youthful body as a means towards an end
Who gave his life to those who called him murderer not friend

wow....

so today is my day off this week, and i have decided to spend it watching aqua teen hunger force, listening to DANGERDOOM and looking at all the amazing girls on GG.  because i'm behind the times.

in other news i am getting a MACBOOK!!!  i'm so excited hey, a slice of tech pie all for myself and myself only!!!  this means pretty girls and cartoons as backgrounds, garage band to record new songs we write @ jams and fun things... i will suss ichat and all that cool shit once i'm all set up n stuff.

anyways... in other other news, work love me.   i was talking to one of the dept managers as i stumbled out of work yesterday (worked 10.5 hours... 5am start on a sunday) and he was telling me that people are talking about me and my potential for the store already.  all of the depts i have worked in want me as a coworker in their dept on a permanent basis.   looks like i am going to have some serious decision making to do in the not-so-far future.

meanwhile... i have a crush on a girl... well, lady... shes a ltitle older than me haha.  27.  she's awesome but i don't know how i should go about things... does anyone have any advice?  8 years of all boys private education and low selfesteem have ruined me in the dating game.

they are going to look amazing in my room next to my m&m's dispencers!!!!

gunna get a SUNS and CELTICS.... CUSTOM T-SHIIIRRTTTTTTT with "stagg 42" on the back

life is good, like, really good.  over my emotional outburst that resulted in that heavy poem after talkin to justine again.  seriously gotta get over that shit, i'm fine unless she talks to me.


ANYWAYS!


life is good, i have a job, a GOOD job... i can finally save towards leaving home and getting my own slice of brisbane to reside in.  have some more freedom to come and go and do as i please.  i feel like my life might be on my own terms again soon. 


you know what shit just feel like it's coming together?  all i need now is a good women..... *blissful sigh*

This picture makes me eternally happy. It's of me singing along to AGAINST, a band from Brisbane, my home town. If it wasn't for Greg (the other guy in this photo) and his band, I would never have started going to shows, and never would have fallen in love with this wonderful thing called Hardcore. I often wonder what life would be like if I had never talked to Greg at JB HIFI once, and him suggesting I come along to shows and check the scene out.

It's been about 5 years since the first time I saw AGAINST, since the day I started doing bands, playing shows with them has been the number 1 thing of things to achieve. A few weekends ago I finally got that chance, the same show as this photo was taken. I can't explain how awesome it was to play 3 shows in a row with these guys.

It was just like old times.

i have a thing for swimmers.  especially steph rice.  holy moses.