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I'm not really sure where to start cuz i havent been on here in ages so im just gonna type as i think.
Living with Dad has been rather interesting. Well, not really. The only thing I've actually done that's different here is driving. My god I think I could actually massacre half of Australia just by reversing.
At least we were driving at the relatively deserted cemetery (with all respect for the dead).
What's happening at the end of the year has now become fantastically complicated, and all prior plans have become completely fucking redundant.
Instead of dad moving to New Castle at some point this year, he's decided he's going to be posted to Iraq at some point next month. On the plus side, he's letting us kids stay in the house while he's gone. I have no idea what part of him thought that would be a good idea. However, this means that moving into a share house will probably have to be postponed, so now I'm back at square one with everything else as well. 
I miss the Canberra college kids quite a bit, but I don't know if J's still agitated with me or not.
Daramalan is as boring as shit, and it smells as bad. Christ that place makes me want to repaint it's walls with my brains. Not to sound like a whiner, but honestly I don't really connect with any of the people there (except for Nikki and Emma) so it's kind of a lonely place too. I'm actually really starting to loathe it. But I just have to stick it out for one more year.
I might be getting a job at Video Ezy, so I can actually hang out with people. YAY!
I think that's all I have to update you people with currently.
All I want to do right now is sit infront of a fire, relaxed with my friends, and my guitar, with the stars shining silver light above us, and the cresent moon glowing in the sky. In a place far from civilisation. A place where all you have to worry about is when your marshmellow falls into the fire.
And leaning on the ones I love the most.
That was quiet random.

Well I have really fucked up dreams. I tell everyone about them, cuz for some reason i must advertize my weirdness. But yeah, I seem to remember my dreams better then events that happen in my life, so I decided to try and write something (not sure what) based on my dreams. It's seriously fucked up. But at least it's original. Btw, according to my dreams you shouldn't eat macca's chips.
Anyway, I'm gonna stay up late tonight and keep JJ company online cuz she's at her dad's place....and that place is the very definition of dreary. She's also been writing a few things for me to read and edit, all of which were good and pulled me in. They also left me with something to think about and gave me a train of thought that I'm now gonna spam you guys with. Blame jj. Not me.
So. The human brain and evolution. This actually goes on for a fuckload of time, so I'm gonna just write it in a nutshell.

Stereotyping, labells, all that pointless, cruel and useless jazz.
How did we get to this?
We went from facing physical hardship in caves, to trying to keep each other alive, and trying to get our children grow up fast. But we didn't have an emo, a nerd, a jock and a skank as cave people. (We would probably be extinct if that was the case).
But our brains evolved, from the simple extinct to survive, to the industrial revolution to computers and such. But with our intelligence came an arrogance that is trade mark human. But I'm starting to believe that this arrogance is another survival instinct: to defend ourselves from other people. Because as our brains developed, we began to catagorize things in a logical and rational manner, thereby making it easier to retrieve information and interpret the reality around us. We began to apply this to the people around us. People who dress this way can be labelled this, therefore I can recognise this type later. But it doesn't work. Because we're not all the same, so if we decide we don't like a certain type of person due to the actions of a few, then we shun and be cruel to the rest of them. Those who could be genuinly nice and good people. But if we don't fit into a stereotype then we are shunned because then people can't understand and rationalize them into a catagory like everyone else. They fear this because it doesn't fit in with their logical framework, and therefore they can't accept it. Without the catagorizing, we could actually get along so much better, we could be more peaceful. We want to survive against each other and we can't seem to survive unless we fit in. So we conform to a stereotype. I'm generalizing, im not saying everyone is like this. And I'm sorry if this offended anyone, I'm just a little cynical atm. There are those people who dont do this. And they're the people worth living for.

Sometimes I can't stand the fact that I'll always only be second best. Sometimes it just hurts that I can't seem to stop waiting for you, and all that'll do for me is make me all alone and old and regretful and bitter. But I wait anyway, like a fucking little puppy dog. I don't want to be with you if I'm not the one you really want. I don't want ot be with you if I'm only there to take away the lonliness, because you can never really love me. Or any of this bullshit. Always follow my heart. Fuck but I know I'll be with you anyway, even if i know im second best. Even if I know you don't love me. But I guess my love isn't flimsy like I though love was.
Socialvibe is really interesting when it comes to debates over sexuality, and whether being gay/bi is morally right. I think it's obvious which side i was on.
Anyway, after getting sick of people repeating everyone else's arguments and getting overly aggressive and inconsiderate. I decided I'd come and post on my lj instead. They don't seem to understand the concept of respecting other's opinions.
God is different to everyone, and no one should be put down for believing in him. I can be bisexual and believe in god at the same time. I don't think sexuality and love is something you can control and therefore there is no reason god would disapprove of his own creation. He made me this way, he can deal with it, to put it simply. I also don't believe in hating god/religion because of certain people's interpretation of it. Of course there's going to be corruption (we are human), and the bible is very obviously made for it's time and for those people so it cannot be interpreted literally for today. I actually don't believe in the bible much, but I do believe in an all loving god, mostly because it's something that obviously does not make logical sense if you think about it but something I've always believed in. I know my belief is irrational, but I'm starting to think it really doesn't need to be rational anymore. Love is love. Belief is belief.
Apparently I'm an idealist.
I like debating morals and philosphical conversations. It's something that I can understand and comprehend easily. It's been successfully taking my mind off current situations. Situations where when I think about it I think of questions, and those questions just generate more questions. I've found apart of myself that I have been thoroughly ignoring, and now it's completely useless to know it's there at all. All it's done is hurt me, give me false hope so it can go right ahead and crush over and over. Now it's just getting bloody irritating. I may go back to ignoring it and maybe it'll fade away. But I'm scared of that happening. I don't want it to go away, even though all it does is make my life more complicated. I'm so very confused.
Yeah, this probably didn't make any sense to you but I feel better posting it :).

Jack's Mannequin is simply genius

Pretty much I'm just bored and LJ seemed like a good idea at the time.
I may do something a little more useful with this when I have more time but I just realized I'm supposed to not be here right now.