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Name: Tom
Country: Australia
Metro: Melbourne
Birthday: 5/25/1985
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Expertise: being a fucking sad alco bastard!
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Sunday, October 16, 2005

I recently started seeing an absolute raving loonie. It all started well. she was a girl from work that i kinda just started sleeping with and it was cool, neither of us cared, no strings attached, perfect. then will started seeing her best friend and fucked it all up. once will and alex started getting couply things with alison started getting weird, all couply and shit. but will really wanted me to give it a shot so i'm like why not? it might turn out i like her... anyway, last wednesday we all went to the movies which i was very apprehensive about but it went well and i enjoyed myself. anyway, we were all meant to go out on friday night after i finished work but i didn't hear anything all day from either alex and alison except for a message saying that she was looking forward to seeing me. i had to knock off at 11 cos i forgot my insulin and got sick and had to go home and get it. i hadn't heard anything from the girls so i was like fuck it, messaged them and said 'what happened, i'm going to bed'. i get this phone call at 1 in the morning from alex saying 'we're at 11a can you call the bouncer and get us in for free and drinkcards?' and i'm like what the fuck? no... so alex asks me if i can come in and get them in... really, what the fuck. i said no, i'm in bed, if you crazy women had let me know earlier i could have organised something, i'm going to bed. then alex goes 'alison really wants to see you' all of a sudden i'm thinking with my pants so i foolishly go in. before i do i explicitly state that we can't go to 11a (where i work) cos i knocked off sick. i get into the city, ring some people, find out that everyone is at 11a. i go in, get in shit with my boss, and completely ignored by everyone... what the fuck? it takes me 45 mins to get everyone to leave and go to lounge and when we finally do everytime i tried to walk with anyone they ignored me. when i tried to walk with alison she ran away from me to go and be all over this guy i work with. so i'm thinking 'she doesn't want to see me, alex just wanted me to get her in for free and free drinks and shit'. we get to lounge and i keep getting ignored so i say my goodbyes and all of a sudden alison is like 'why are you leaving i really wanted to see you?' by this stage i am completely bemused, wanted to see me? funny way of showing it... so i give her a chance and stay for a bit and nothing changes, still being ignored by everyone. in the end i leave and the next day started getting messages saying shit like 'sorry about last night, i was fucked up on drugs, we should have a chat blah blah blah. basically my reply to this is 'really, do whatever you want. i'm not gonna get played like that.' to which i get 'in that case i think we should chat after work, come into spy when you knock off.'. to this i think fuck! does she not get the picture? i didn't sign up for this emotional girlfriend bullshit but i thought i'd be a nice guy so i agreed to come. i knocked off at 3:20, was in spy at 3:30 and she is nowhere to be found. i check my phone and i got a message from her at 3:20 saying she had knocked off. i went for a look for her and couldn't find her. then at 3:35 i got another message saying she was tired and was gonna leave soon... what the fuck gonna leave soon? she already left!!!!! does she think i'm stupid? so to this i said 'look, i have my own shit to deal with and i don't need anymore craziness in my life, see you when i see you' and haven't heard anything since then.

 

so now its time to re-iterate the policies and walls i created after being fucked up by 2 certain females early last year...

 

rule 1: NO TOLERANCE!

if they fuck up, give them the arse guys cos they'll do it again, guaranteed. this rule has saved me much heartache and it always makes sure that you are doing the dumping which, harsh or not, always feels better!

 

rule 2: MINIMAL EFFORT!

let them do some fucking work, you don't have to always call them, let them do some shit for you. don't EVER put yourself for a girl cos there is a much better than even chance that they either won't even notice or, like happened to me, get shat on for it

 

rule 3: NO MATTER HOW HOT THEY ARE THERE IS A GUY WHO IS SICK OF SHAGGING HER!

pretty self explanotory really...

 

see with alison i broke rule 2 and got fucked over for it so rules 2 and 3 are being enforced as we speak so i get out before i get to attached. These rules don't do much for fostering intimacy but in my experience its best not to get to intimate with females anyway cos they all have SO many fucking issues and neuroses. I have been liveing these rules religously for the last 18 months, i break one of them once and get screwed. they shall NEVER be broken again as long as i live, i'm seriously considering getting a tattoo of them.


Thursday, August 04, 2005

well, today i'm feeling all melancholic and philosophical so i feel like writing something wanky in my xanga.

Sometimes, actually all the time, i think i define myself too much by what other people see rather than by who i actually am. I dunno, perhaps it is just post teen angst or drug induced paranoia but i have been trying to think who or what i am and i can't come up with anything. It's like i don't exist within myself... i am just a vessel for people to project their own conceptions of who i am onto. a blank canvas. i know its bullshit but in the fucked up world of my head at the moment it makes perfect sense. Random thought: it's much easier to be lonely in the city than it is in the bush. if you're alone in the bush you have time to contemplate and reflect and so on and so forth. in the city you are simply surrounded by noise and people who couldn't care less whether you live or die. Hmmmm, i dunno why i'm writing such depressive shit tonight... maybe cos i was gonna go round to hannah's but couldn't cos i had to look after my little brother. i came home especially to see hannah too. Fuck, 20 years old and mum still pulls the old (insert whiny, naggy voice) 'You're part of this family blah blah blah'. I've realised in the last couple of months that i really don't like my mother. and this isn't one of those little things you do when you're a kid, you know slamming the door and yelling 'i hate you'. i actually do really dislike the woman. nothing i do is ever good enough for her. i came home for a few days today and the first thing she asked me is 'are you going to any classes?' i'm like what? of course i fucking am and she goes 'well you are so self indulgent...' i'm just like fuck off mum, you don't even know me i haven't lived at home since i was 12 and i'm not the same person i used to be. I think i should just become completely independent and stop seeing my mother altogether. its probably the best thing i think. I spoke to my dad about it and while he didn't endorse that course of action he did agree that, yes, my mother is a raving lunatic and that is why they aren't together anymore. I think we would all agree that we should spend as little time as possible with raving loonies...


Thursday, July 28, 2005

well it's been a long time since my last post so i couldn't possibly tell you everything that has happened since so i'll just fill you in on the big things:


big thing 1:


had a wake for the death of my adolescence on the day after my birthday and got unbelievably mashed on an unbelievebly eclectic mix of mind altering substances. i seem to remember the list going something like this:


Alcohol (of course!)


Nicotine (of COURSE!)


weed


speed


ecstacy


gas


cocaine


k


and some weird smart drug that this american friend of mine whose dad is in the army gave me. apparently it's meant to help you stay up and alert for like 48 hours at a time.


 


well i was up for 54 hours and got unbelievably unwell doing it. oh well, we live and learn don't we? i had fun doing it anyway and i didn't die so what doesn't kill me only makes me stronger anyway. i'd post some before and after pics of me on the evening in question but i'm too stupid to work out how to do it.


 


went up to hotham for a week a couple of weeks ago with my mate aydan and had the best week of my life. met some of the coolest people ever and have been seeing back in melbourne too. got so trashed every night and still skied all day every day. got pretty trashed every day too, nothing like a spliff on the lift to improve your skiing.


 


can't really think of much more to say right now (not really, i just got bored of typing) so i'm just gonna end it there...


Friday, January 21, 2005

well i'm back from timor everyone and i have to tell ya, nothing makes you appreciate what you have like a trip to a third world country. the level of poverty over there is absolutely heartbreaking. but the warmth of the people despite this is inspiring. anyway, i had a great time as a rich first worlder in this poverty stricken country. plenty of time swimming and snorkelling on gorgeous beaches and coral reefs, plenty of delicious portuguese/indonesian/timorese fusion food and plenty of time marvelling at the mountains that run down the centre of the island. i took lots of photos and if i can be bothered i'll post some of them up on here in the not too distant future.


Monday, December 27, 2004

well, just wondering how everyones christmas was? mine was good, went to the boxing day sales with mum and she spent fuckloads of money on me. got a pair of linen pants, new pair of jeans, pair of nice cotton pants. a pair of peter alexanda pajamas and some nice shirts and tops. anyway, don't really have much else to say... the drug taking is easing up a bit you'll all be glad to know. Aydan and i had a big night last thursday. just took some stuff in the backyard just us two and it was really good... started peaking just at sunset... fucking awesome. anyway, can't think of much else to say tonight..



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