Bach, Pooh and Chocolate

These are becoming increasing harsh times. People are stretched, squashed and are being battered from all sides as we all run through the final leg of the VCE gauntlet. People have started biting now; lashing out absent-mindedly. I sit in hope that my wall is thick enough, though armour is starting to squeak now.

Silly Season is approaching. So it's a time for some silly joys.

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I'm totally hooked on Bach's Cello Suite. The House at Pooh Corner is so wonderfully welcoming after a stressful day. It's brilliant as I plunge down into it's old frail pages and admire the simple yet complexity the writers style, structure and adorably vocabulary. Pre-Disney Pooh is SO much cooler. And, who could go past a block of Chocolate <3

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here's a silly comic that I drew today.
get it? get it? get it? get it? get it? get it? get it?
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My brother said that the video wasn't THAT funny. But I laughed so hard when I first saw it at around 1:54

I can't decide

Ok, there's the dilemma. Open days are insane. I'm going insane. Everyone is insane. I'm indecisive. I'm lost. I don't like it. I have a problem, I don't know what to do any more.

So many stories of the Youth, aspiring a life in the arts, disillusioned, blinded by their own glory, then upon realisation, falling and failing.

I don't want to be the next Paul Crabbe.

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Me. My Fantasy. My Façade. My Drive. My Guide.
My Conscience. My Pollution. My Insignia. My Treads

I like that monkey. I think he's funny. He is Block Monkey. He is cool.