13 June, 2010

what a pointless post.

(in a clockwise direction)
maccabee chillin' as i read through two spanish historical books on the spanish civil war, oh yeah, getting in touch with my heritage, for the sake of extension history. so far, from the book on the left, i've learnt that spanish people are angry people. as a spanish person, and daughter of a spanish man, i totally agree. i'm angry. :P

my assessments door. behind my the door into my haven is what drags me down (kidding, school is amazing), those aren't even all of my assessments, i really need to find my other assessment sheets or i'm screwed :S
oh dear, i'm beginning to freak out!

and mrs. gorbachev. my babushka money holder. she is my financier and keeper of my precious precious rubles.
mm. i'm thirsty. 

12 June, 2010

maccabee

yup, i put a label on my mac. just so you know. thanks to the artistical mind of angelo \m/,
haters gonna hate. but i like it, although it's having difficulties sticking down :(

oh well, today is the first day where i actually have nothing to do (other than my studies). i think my brain was overwhelmed by that and gave me a nightmare due to it.

it was quite freaky. a bunch of students and i were trapped in the music labs by a student teacher, he looked like a younger version of the murderer from 'the lovely bones'. we were trapped for ages, and every time i tried getting out, no one would help and even though i had the key to get out they'd drag me back before reaching the door, i guess they didn't want to get in trouble. it was so annoying.

i eventually got out (with force) and found my two friends, it was after school. my two friends and i were running for refuge because clearly i was being followed by the student teacher in his chat yellow car. we got to my friends house and were looking for a good place for me to hide, because as we turned into her street, the teacher drove past and noticed us.

i couldn't find a sufficient place to hide, i kept thinking of going in the manhole, but i had a dream within my dream of a man falling through, so i didn't. looking out the back window of the house we saw the teacher pull up to the house across the street, it was unfortunately his, cowering behind the window pane we saw that he had put on a disguise as a girl in my grade and was staring at us, she then flicked a massive rubber band at the window, which freaked us all out, signifying that he knew where i was. i called the police and at first i didn't dial right. i dialled again and was chatting to a woman and they said they were going to send a police car to survey the area, but before i could give the number plate of the car and everything, my phone line was cut.

i ran to lock the front door, it had about a lot locks on it. but as i opened the door in order to lock the fly-screen door, i saw an old man staring some distance away from the door, i immediately knew it was the teacher and as i tried to slam the front door he eventually fought through and obviously got to me. i then blacked out to my next part of the dream, where i woke up in my same friends house and he was suddenly gone. i don't know what he did or what he wanted, i'll assume it was rape, but as i looked over at his house, he was gone and a 'for sale' sign was up.

the scene then changed and it was a conversation between two police officers talking about how a lot of calls from that area have discussed my same scenario but they couldn't act on the calls because the line would always cut out.. it didn't go further though.

then i found myself at another school, don't know why, but as i walked into their music classroom i found none other than that student teacher leading it. i was shocked and tried to do something about it but he denied everything and just smiled away... then i woke up.

i found that incredibly freaky. *sigh i hate nightmares

06 June, 2010

YES!

buying this from urban outfitters :F