loss

taken with eyes of a monster.

empty

i cant seem so summon the effort for anything at the moment, its fucked. I'm constantly pushing people away and i hate myself for it. the only thing ive been remotely enjoying is surfing.
schools fucked, theres so many cunts there i dont want to really deal with, plus theres this constant gut feeling that being there is just a waste of time. i think iv'e learnt enough to leave the place and step out into the real world, i mean fuck all i want is to travel and take photos, and for that i need money which isnt earnt at school.

weather

the heat is fucking ridiculous, im so over waking up in sweat its foul.
surfed some 2ft shit today, was very disapointed since i had a nice sesh yesterday.

smoking is bad, especially when you result to it due to pure bordem and to get that pathetic hit of lightheadedness that all the addicts live for. Im desperatley in need of a job or something to preoccupy myself instead of just lazing around and trying to figure out what the fuck is going on at the moment. If life points you one way do you follow it even though it could end in tragedy? what do you do when coincidences are no longer coincidences and it seems your just prelonging the enevitable?


here are some shots i took one boring afternoon

Casualty

im burnt, again. it was worth it though, some nice conditions so i scored some fun ones today. i always prefer surfing by myself, its a good feeling. being in the ocean and feeling at one with it is pretty amazing, also the feeling of knowing that you are in situations that other humans would be petrified of is also pretty incredible. Not that today was petrifing, Its shame dad needed his camera or i would have got some shots.

of late ive been having these dilemmas that i cannot put my finger on, i try and escape them but they seem to just cling to my thoughts. i need a holiday within a holiday.

big day out

i was pretty stoked for the big day out this year even if the lineup was lacking in stature. i was suprised at how thin the security was, serioulsy it would have been so easy to get any drug you want in and im sure alot of people did exactly that. first up i saw getaway plan who werent bad, but nothing special. Eddy current were up next on the converse stage so i quickly gunned down some sweet vodka and had a hell of a time there. After eddy current i got lost in the hoards and was wandering around for about 20 mins until i found dale. after another fix of vvvvodka we hit up the ting tings. I was actually impressed and had a great time there, solid performance and a great atmosphere, the green stage was literally full and apparantly the crowd was way back behind it aswell. Luckily for me i was pretty close to the front and in the middle of the mosh/techno rave thing. after ting tings was black kids who were pretty sweet, i then met up with some mates and chilled for a bit, followed by getting lost again and skulling another flask in time for pendulum who were fucking sick. after pendulum i finally found my gf, due to the fucking reception problem everyone was having i couldnt get a hold of her so that was sweet. after pendulum was living end who were kind of disapointing, the amps sounded fucked and there was a massive pit full of massive cunt dropping eachother so it wasnt great. After living end i chilled and then saw hotchip who put on a good show, some trippy strobes and fast beats did enough to damage my already heavy head as i started to sober up.

after that i just macked and watched neil young, didnt bother with prodigy considering the massive amount of people infesting the boiler room.

overall - top day with some sweet memories.

spirals

hangovers really do bring out the best in me. its weird how i always spiral into one of those distant moods the day after. its also weird how some people you think you know surprise you and change your whole perspective of them.

i cant seem to get this filthy taste out of my mouth and my mind, really the shit that goes on in my head would send any normal human being into a diabolic frenzy of wide eyes and sweaty midnight awakenings. yet other times im the exact opposite, almost stagment is my mind and i feel mechanical and fake, empty almost. a certain group of people help me though, those who i can share thoughts with and the others who simply get my mind of this shit are greatly appreciated.

i think its kinda sad that the most intelligent beings on this planet can be manipulated so easily, spirals of lies are all around us its fucking ridiculous.

Open Sesame

first entry, might kick it off with a bang...
here are some photos of late, just been mucking around and lucked into some sweet conditions.

rooftop rumble..


some funky looking cloud doing its thang, poor bastard went blue and turned into a pretty hefty thunderstorm.



fuck its been hot lately,
This was after leroy was caught red handed checking out a lass down the hill, a nice cool dip to ease the itching of embarssament.