Ghost In Drag

Saturday, April 28, 2007

A Week

Ive been thinking about those two girls who killed their friend on purpose. Why would someone do something like that? If they arent well, why wasnt it treated? If she was mentally ill how come noone picked it up? Getting medication from the doctors is easy? i have crew from 14 who are prescribed anti depressents and are only getting worse? I have at least 4 in my crew of ninety that i know of.

Why arent we sending pple to the pple who can help? Who are the pple who can help?

I find it really upsets me hearing stories like this. I get really angry. WHY ARENT WE GIVING THE TEENS WHAT THEY NEED??? WTF is the school system doing? they spend the most time with these children. WHY ARENT PARENTS EDUCATED AS TO HOW TO BRING CHILDREN UP? why arent their classes for parents on drugs.

WHY DONT PPLE KNOW THAT SPEED>>> ROCK IS EASIER TO GET THAN alcohol for an underage child. That speed is at epidemic levels in perth. That is costs next to nothing and you can get it at the train station....

I just dont get it. Maybe if we knew what speed did to us then we wouldnt take it. But maybe it takes more than knowing. Maybe it takes the money for pple to get the help they need
Im not against drugs in some ways... like to be honest i think they are an important need of escape. But of three stores Ive worked at at least two of the five managers I KNOW OF are on some sort of drug ALL The time. Like before work or after..... They need it. Crew at fifteen can get hold of cocaine. I CAnt even get hold of that but my fifteen yr old crew have addictions.

Come on guys. What sort of world are we making. One where our local hero.. our football star that weve all worshiped since we were 15 ourselves is taken to rehabilitation in another country. Where Brittany who was an icon for teenage girls needs rehab.

And the adults claim not to know about drugs. BULL SHIT> ITs in the papers. Its on the news. YOUR TEENAGERS ARE DOING IT IN THEIR BEDROOM> THEY HAVE ADDICTIONS> what is worse is they dont know how to stop. They dont know what the world means without it. They cant stay awake.. They cant sleep. SO they keep self medicating....

It breaks my heart.

Friday, April 13, 2007

BEN

Just recently a childhood friend of mine, my brothers best mate, lost his life in an accident that he was the cause of.

It is hard to believe he isnt here anymore.

I guess although i am not ready to talk about it.

I do want to say that sometime we forget the pple in our lives who were there just cause we havent seen them or they arent in perth.

I will miss Ben. and everything we did together....

and next weekend we go to esperance

Black Jack

I went to black jack the other week. And saw Living End... I LOVE the LIVING END... Saw Birds of Tokyo and i have to admit i was more than impressed. I think i might become a fan....:)

So there is a bit of a story about BlackJack...

First of all. i wore my black jeans. I am having lunch with Matt and he says what is the red stuff on your black jeans. And i couldn't figure it out.

SO i leave him and im on my way to black jack.... just heading in that general direction.... hoping i got it right. I ring my bro to check if his mates are going.. and he says no.. so im heading in that general direction by myself... when i have a flash back

Tues night.... Drank too much red wine at a neutrimetics party... telling pam to stop the car... vomiting on a bus stop... wearing the same... same black jeans... havent washed them yet.... feral..... but im already there...

Get to black jack... by myself.... and i'm watching Birds of Tokyo... it starts raining.. i mean pouring and i get soaked.... problem of having vomit on my pants fixed... lol.. doesnt make me feel less of a feral...

so there is this guy who keeps walking past me... the type of guy that looks a little lost. And he was hot... he was wearing a purple sarong thing but in a greek type of way over one shoulder so you could see his chest... and so i started asking him why he was doing laps... anyways he started hanging out with me.. and then Gary showed up...

So i got to know this guy named Fry. He is english and he is pretty cool. And im really glad i got to meet him. He really recreated my whole world for me. and i had an awesome day and i made a new friend.....

And as always Gary is the bomb to go to concerts with.

But what i really got out of the whole day... is that i have a choice.... whether or not to be with Matt and everyday every moment. I get to choose to be with him. Cause i can do anything. I dont need him to make friends to go to concerts with me... i dont need him for anything.. But at the end of the day i get to go home and be in his arms... and i cant tell you how lucky i reckon that makes me. Or how blessed i am to have it. And although i dont need him. I cant imagine life without him....