Monday, August 31, 2009

my heart was racing...

Currently Listening To: Losing It // NeverShoutNever!
'... My heart was racing, My mind was screaming,"You've got your whole life to do these things", But my legs were shaking, My hands were searching for her, In the back seat of my car, I just lost it ...'


Okay, this stupid boy is growing on me. Stupid slow music.
'Losing It' is probably my favourite song. I haven't heard many others cos I just keep repeating this one.

New friends!
NEW FRIENDS!
Dyanne likes new friends!

LOL TTM

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

Monday, August 24, 2009

happy birthday dearest megan

Currently Listening To: Save Your Complex // David Martel
'...tonight, you're alone with a saviour complex...'


HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEGAN, SEXYFACE.

Ahh, well.
That was the last of my trials.
Wrapping it up with 18.5 pages in two hours. Thats alright I guess, but hopefully I actually pass.

Now all I have to do is my major.
May not hear from my brain for a bit, which is absolutely brillo-bananas for you I guess.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

thank you for all those good times, 'rules of attraction'

Currently Listening To: Fuck You, I'm Beautiful // Linda Strawberry
'...all I have to say is fuck today...'

Wow, do you really hate me that much?
Yer, I know, vain and all but, wow.
I'm actually kind of flattered.
Oh don't worry, I won't let it get to my head. Only people who actually matter get there.

R.I.P.
'Rules of Attraction'
Bret Easton Ellis.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

hmmm, twilight would be more fun if it was the vampire diaries.

Currently Listening To: My Mannequin Can Dance // Matchbook Romance
'...just put on your face and scream...'

Third post of the night?
Wow.
How bored am I?

Just can't wait for The Vampire Diaries.

Oh that looks good, plus IAN SOMERHALDER !
Evil brother? Oh yeaaaaa ;)

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

wish there was a postsecret message...

with what I wanna say...

Currently Listening To: Hiding Inside The Horrible Weather // My American Heart
'...always so fragile and bound to be broken...'

Misha,

I'm sorry. Sleep it off.
Feel better.
You're brave to do this.
It's something I don't think I could do.
I love you.
Just stay strong.

Please don't do what I know you want to do tomorrow.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

brain vomit.

Currently Listening To: Guys Like You Make Us Look Bad // Blessthefall
'...and everytime i think about your voice...'


I warn you, this post won't make much sense to people...

Oh, typical. It's always the stoners that end up the fathers.
Why her? No way Marianne is good enough for Carl! AND TALULAH RILEY looks horrible in The Boat That Rocked! STICK TO ST TRINIANS! Ugh.
A Ball? Invited to a Ball? Christmas at their house would totally be awesome. If only they existed.
Oh shit, those two eighteenths, and I gotta get sixty bucks for that dress...
WHAT AM I GETTING GEORGE?????
Ah, Cameron, you always smell nice.
OMFG at Nick's present, guys. You guys are so fail. Hahahaha, man that was so hilarious.
"WHHHHHHHHHHHAT DOES THAT MEAN??"

Sorry guys, just need to get some crap offa my mind.
Too much up in there lately.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

Saturday, August 15, 2009

david martel says the good lord planned it.

Currently Listening To: End of Self // David Martel
'... so we meet again, in the same crowd...'

Dear Everyone,

o1. I'm sick of you being all I ever want to think about.

o2. I'm sick of you trying to prove that you are worthy for her because I know you are but I'm just scared for her to know you. The real you. The you that I have known for so many years. I want so much to be your 'sponser' but I just can't tell you that I don't believe you can do this. I'm so sorry. I know you came to me because you believe that I would have tremendous faith in you, and I do usually, you know I do, but for this, I am so undecided and I wanna tell you that I believe you and can support you but I just can't forsee a happy ending for you at this current moment in time. Just gimme a few weeks to see that you are committed to this, please, before I can make my final decision.

o3. Tired hands, weakling boy Dyanne. I just want a break. I want to stop this. I want to stop thinking about you every second of every moment. I want to stop worrying about you. I want to just stop this stupid thing I have and just...let go. I wish I had will power.

o4. Code names: Yeux, Jambes, Aorte, Ventricule Droit, Titane, and more to come as I discover who I wish these people to be. Its not that hard to figure out, and they're French, but it might be harder to figure out who they belong to (except Aorte and Ventricule Droit). There is just one person I haven't figured out one for and its bugging me that I cannot find something that I can relate to them (then translate into French).
FAIL.

o5. That's all for now. Going out to dinner now.
Chinese, yummy.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

Friday, August 14, 2009

curly hair makes dyanne crazy.

Currently Listening To: Dance, Dance Christa Paffgen // Anberlin
'...but it's you that's coursing through my veins...'


Monday: English Paper One
Tuesday: Englsh Paper Two and Design and Technology
Wednesday: SLEEEEEEEEEEP / CHEM STUDY.
Thursday: Chemistry and Religion
Friday: Modern History.

I'm so fucking tired. I'm just over everything.
I hope Yeux is okay. He seemed pretty shiet tonight.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

Monday, August 10, 2009

AUGUST RUSH.

Currently Listening To: Oblivion (Cello) // Composed by Piazzolla, Played by Julian LLoyd Webber.
"But my music is sad, because tango is sad. Tango is sad, dramatic, but not pessimistic. Pessimistic were the old, absurd tango lyrics" - Astor Piazzolla.

The man is a genius. Ever since that concert at the Conservatorium I have been inlove with Astor Piazzolla's compositions. I know she doesn't have the time just like me at the moment, but when we're out of school, I'm going to make Harriet learn how to play the Saxophone version of Oblivion. Its my favourite one. It formulates such a sad yet beautiful story in my head. Ughhhh! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE, PIAZZOLLA????
COME BACK ! When Michael Jackson raises the dead to reenact Thriller, can you come back too? And visit me? And teach me how to be so spiritually and emotionally and psychologically and physically elegant and careful and measured?

Finished one out of eight exams today. And I have five more just this week. FUCK MY LIFE AND A HALF. Oh by the way, I told Scott that I would implement my swearing ban again after Trials...
But it might go at HSC as well. But after then, no swearing.
:nod

=]
My movie for trials is: August Rush.
It makes me feel good, yet feel so shiet about how I'm not a musical genius. Its good inspiration. Haha.
Better get back to studying. And my aural love affair with Piazzolla.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

Friday, August 7, 2009

WE NEED TO FIND GEORGE A CANDICE CLOT CLONE !

Currently Listening To: Inevitable//Anberlin
'...we end up hurting the ones, the only ones we ever love...'

What a bitch truth is. I don't like truth. Truth makes you think about everything so realistically that it ends up unrealistic. It's painful and aggressive. It's delicate and wafting. It lapses. It haunts.

It lingers, resonates through every fibre of being.

Its shit. George, Khia is shit. I'm sorry you had to find out that your best chick friend was going out with the chick you like. We are in the same umbrella topic boat. But it's not a burden, it's never a burden, it just hurts. I just miss the days when I didn't have to think about this.

I know there is someone worse off than me at the moment...
Doesn't make mine suck less though...

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

oh.

Currently Listening To: If No News, Start Rumours // The Vaine
'...this was not an accident, she fell into the darkest grave she dug herself...."

Hey Liz.

I really miss you. I haven't called you in a really long time.
I miss us just hanging out and you calling me and playing My Chem on guitar and making me sing along on the phone. And the time I put you on speaker phone and you were wailing 'Stairway to Heaven' while playing it for my family to hear. Aww, good times.

Remember year five and six? Haha, the bunker? Man, we always used to beat Andrew and his friends, and when we didn't we just kicked them anyway. Awww, kinda miss primary school, because we were much closer and now you're in totally different classes and I dropped physics and I miss you a lot. I'll come over after trials or something, and then I can have a proper conversation with your mother and all. And you can crash my place and we'd just do nothing all day like we used to, haha. You're my oldest friend, so don't crash and burn. And if you do, I'll crash and burn too, if only to keep you company.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

Maths Test Tmrw.... :S

Currently Listening To: Oh Oh Chontelle! // The Vaine
'...you're not lying, they just don't see you...'

WOW. I have been following this blog for quite a while. I'm so glad I discovered Sally Jane Vintage.

Uhm yes.
Contrary to what he thinks of me, I am quite uninteresting. I mean? Whats so special anyways?
Its not like people read this, right? This is my own private space to air any troubles I have, always being ambiguous and melding sorrows to mask who I'm angry with or to hide anything I don't want people to know directly.

And no, I don't think I am stressed enough for these.

It's like you talk in hushed tones. It's like I'm not ever going to be the same as you. Just tell me anything I can do to close this gap. We're drifting. And you're not doing anything about it. I'm not doing anything about it. We're going to end up like we were before we knew that we were going to spend the rest of our lives getting to know each other. It's not as good as a feeling as one would think. Is this how you felt? And it hurts that you only cared about the other one and not me.

I'm reading a new story. Two,actually, if she'd update. They're pretty good.
I mean, if you're into the same sort of things I read. The characters that circulate in my head are fucked up. So I guess that just makes me love stories about students falling in love with their teachers. And daughters falling in lust with their mother's new fiance, beau, boyfriend, etc.
I blame Easton Ellis and Nabakov for this, but hey, I could just be just as screwed up as the characters I like. Either way...

I feel pretty screwed up at the moment. Very conflicted...

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

Sunday, August 2, 2009

(Bee)n Stalking Jacque? I would.

Currently Listening To: Damage in the Waiting Room // The Vaine.
'...where have you gone? I hate what you've become. You're loving yourself and leaving us behind...'

Well, my iPod is all charged up for this week, though that battery only lasts a few hours into Monday. Got my trials soon, so we're gonna be nerding it up at the library after school tomorrow.
The Vaine are playing Friday night at the Basement and I reaaaalllly wanna go, but its the Friday before my Trials start and so the dragon lady has said no, put her foot down and stomped over my moshing dreams. Now I won't get to hear (Bee)n Stalking Jacque live. And its my favourite song by The Vaine.
GUH! Why must these awesome bands always be at the most inconvienent of times?

Sorry Clik, Bee, Steph and the newbies, Gavin and Russ. I shall hear you some other time.
Hope the new line up is ace like Shelley and Jack were too. Though I'm sure Steph is great at vox and I'm sure that Gavin and Russ rock. Though I must say, listening to the album again has made me sad about the departure of Shelley and Jack. Aggh, s'alright. The Vaine still sound awesome.

this is the way i like it, oh baby, faster, fasterrrrr.
in the middle of the night, when the time is right, just touch me.
feel my fingertips brush across your lips.
this is the way i like it, oh baby, harder, harderrrrr.

- dyanne. ♠

Saturday, August 1, 2009

'You Blessed When You Should Curse'

Currently Listening To: End of Self // David Martel
'...tired hands, weakling boy, righteous man, with the same dream...'

CLICK ME ! ITS GOOD FOR HEALTH !


I love the song in the link *nod*
Its really good.

When my brother went to New York he met up with the singer and hung out.
He played this song today and I can't stop listening to it! It's really awesome.

Plus! The video clip only cost him $30 LOLOL
I think he only paid for the coffee and pastry and shiz.
Kudos to David Martel.

- dyanne. ♠