Summer's lease hath all too short a date (original) (raw)

16 December 2005 @ 03:36 pm

I'm so scared!!! Although this is most likely bullshit...

from the sun.co.uk......

HIV test plea to Doherty

"SINGER Pete Doherty’s former drug dealer has begged him to have an HIV test — after he was diagnosed with the virus. Owen O’Dwyer, who started selling heroin to the singer three years ago, claims they regularly injected it together.

His doctors have told him to contact everyone he shared drug paraphernalia with — in case they have become infected. Owen — recently told he got the disease five years ago — said: “I’m terrified Pete might have HIV.

“I had no idea I had the disease when we were doing drugs — I want him to know this was not intentional.

“We didn’t share needles but we kept our needles in the same glass. I’m worried blood on the needles may have mixed.”

Reformed drug addict Owen, 33, said he had tried unsuccessfully to contact the Babyshambles star. Doherty, 26 — who walked out of drug rehab last month — admitted in a recent interview that he was “terrified” of getting HIV."

I hope to dear god it's just tabloid shit, but I'm worried so much all the same. Can't pete just snort the cocaine? Seeing as he's not on heroin anymore, as he has a heroin implant preventing him from doing so he has no need to inject anything so...JUST FUCKING SNORT THE CRACK LIKE KATE DOES!!! You silly boy. Gosh.

Current Mood: distressed

Current Music: Bang Bang You're Dead-Dirty Pretty Things

15 December 2005 @ 01:46 am

I've just been struck by the likeness between The Clash and The Libertines. Not only in their music, but in the actual bands too, or founders of them, and in their eventual breakup. Joe Strummer and Mick Jones, frontmen of The Clash when they were younger, bear a really strong resemblance to Pete and Carlos. I think it must've been this which prompted Mick to be The Libertines producer for their two albums, and to further back up Pete in producing the shambles album over helping Carl on the Dirty Pretty Things One. How I interpret his support for Pete, instead of Carl who obviously wasn't in the wrong, is that Mick got kicked out of The Clash by Joe towards the demise of the band, thus I think he can relate to Pete and sympathised with him.

Well, Carl is a good guitar player (have you heard the beginning of 'Death on the Stairs', or 'Can't Stand Me Now'???), fucking fantastic have been in the past (Mick Jones) and will be in the future. Carl is perfection right now, but admittedly forgettable in the long run. Pete is in a whole other league. His lyrics are undescribable. Talents like Pete don't come around often at all, in fact, I don't think there will ever be anyone like him again. While Carlos will kill you with his guitar in 'Death on the Stairs' and 'Can't Stand Me Now', Pete will make you die 5 times over with the lyrics in both these songs.

What I love about Pete's lyrics are that they're not that usual cliched trash, all of those lyrics which mean the same thing like 'my life sucks' or some crap about doomed romance (fucking emo shit!). It's actual poetry, with metaphors and political, religious references, the whole lot, but it's still Pete. He can say shit like "you pissed it all up the wall" [What a Waster] or "fuck forever, if you don't mind" and still make it sound poetic. It's so fucked up. That guy's a genius. Some of his songs I think are a parody of society, satirical, (like Time for Heroes , Narcissist, What a Waster) but I didn't really notice it till now. Silly Janine. Not appreciating Pete's subtle poetic genius. Okay, maybe not so subtly concealed (again, have you fucking heard Death on the Stairs!!!!). It's a shame about the drugs and all, but Pete was too good to be true. He couldn't have been a saint on top of being such an amazing lyricist! As long as he doesn't die too soon, it's not that bad! He's accomplished so much, so many great songs already anyway. Oh yeah, 'Death or Glory' by The Clash is a pretty awesome song too.

Oh yeah, I've got a cold. In summer. It's fucking pathetic. And I feel like shit. Lemsip is foul stuff, but it made me feel a little bit better. It's still fucking foul though.

Current Mood: blah

Current Music: Death or Glory-The Clash

13 December 2005 @ 12:10 am

^Isn't that thing so awesome!!! And yes, I randomly decided to buy a ticket for the Franz concert next month. It was a rather rash thing of me to do. I was just like, FF is doing a concert...I should go... ticket bought. Then leave the contemplation of whether this was a good decision til later...like now all I'm thinking is "how the fuck am I going to get home?". You see I bought my ticket without even finding out the exact date, or even the time of the gig. Now unfortunately I find that it's on a Thursday (meaning father has work at 4am the next morning, and thus cannot pick me up if it's too late.

Then to make matters worse, I realise that it's supposed to start at 8 (meaning it really starts at 8:30, then a shitty opening band comes on for half an hour, then we wait another half hour before Franz finally will take the stage, playing a 45min set or so, the concert ending approx around 10:30ish, but most likely later than that seeing as there may be two opening acts instead of one which is sometimes the case. Plus, these international bands are never in any rush to get their asses on stage, meaning a possibly longer period of waiting than simply half an hour. That was a rather long ramble. I should really learn to form shorter, more concise sentences. Actually, who gives a fuck.

Went to Takapuna with Coolyee today. We tried on awesome ball dresses and had frappuccinos (of course). Oh yeah, Jeff I hope you're not dead seeing as I heard that a volcano blew up somewhere in the region of the Pacific. Please don't be dead, or that would really suck seeing as we were going to crash at your house for new years. Die later dude, now isn't a great time! Plus, I think you might have my tapis volant book (you know the one I was supposed to return like last week but couldn't find). Anyway, if you have any spare tapis volant book (even if it's the one you stole last year!), could you let me hand it in so I have an excuse not to pay 40 bucks for a new one. Pretty please! I really hope you aren't dead or I'm going to be 40 bucks short on cash (that's like 6 frappuccinos dude!). Well, I may be off to bed now, or I may not. It depends on whether I feel sleepy. I'm tired, but not neccessarily sleepy I don't think. That's confusing.

Current Mood: okay

Current Music: Panic Attack-The Paddingtons

12 December 2005 @ 08:24 pm

04 December 2005 @ 10:24 pm

If I thought I could breathe after NCEA's were finished, I was definitely wrong. Well, I'm hardly ever wrong, but I admit I was for even contemplating taking a breath after exams. I've just finished 5 8808s today (as I failed 3. how dumb could I be to fail 3. hey, i'm not implying i'm dumb though!! I did pass one! Go team!). I betcha with my luck one, of the 5 won't pass and the work will have all been for nothing. Stupid NCEA. And stupid Purchas for notifying us of the deadline 3 days before it. Bloody convenient that was! God, this is turning into a good old rant again. Haven't had a decent one of those in ages!

I also have to do that silly maths speech. My plan for that is to print out some crap from the internet and read it out to the class, boring them to death...but team will still cheer for me, or I shall sulk and boo at jeff's speech...oh wait, jeff will be on a cruise ship to New Caledonia! Don't forget to buy me l'orangina! In the glass bottle, cos glass bottles are more awesome than plastic ones! Anyway, the last on my list of crap to do by Wednesday is a stupid animal picture book for french. That should be amusing. Seeing as I cannot draw. My animal should be a penis, and I shall attempt to say it is a dachsund (i think that's how you spell it...anyway, a sausage dog!). If I attempted to draw one of those dogs, it'd unintentionally end up looking like a penis anyway, with my lack of drawing skills. That should shock future french classes who look at the book. God I'm twisted.

Current Mood: okay

Current Music: Red Light-The Strokes

03 December 2005 @ 09:08 am

AHHHHHHH!!!!!!! The whole album's fucking leaked!!!!!!!!! But only on this random torrent site. Anyway, people on the forum uploaded it. AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! 50 fucking percent!!!!!!!! Hurry UP!!!!!!!

Oh yeah, found this article extremely amusing....
Kate dumps druggie lover

Quote:

And he (Pete) is also thought to be considering a publishing offer to co-operate on a book about their doomed romance. Furious Kate dumped Doherty on Wednesday in an angry phone call after she discovered he had been arrested on suspicion of possessing crack cocaine in London - just days after walking out of his US rehab clinic.

Hahaha! Shame mossy! Gosh, I hope that book rumour is just a ridiculous one put out by the media...but shock horror if it isn't. In a way I feel sorry for petey. Pushing away every single person he ever loved (or claimed to). Did he just stick by Carl for money in the end? He undoubtedly loved him completely in the beginning, but when the libs were nearing the end, I'm not so sure....and did he do the same to Kate? Abuse and use her love all for publicity? Actually, I pity those who love Pete, really. He'll just throw them away. Every time. The media pushes him down week after week, with new headlines like "Kates druggie boyfriend...", yet fund his addictions at the same time. Fucking ironic.

Edit:

Downloading finished. My favs so far are:

1. Red Light: This song's guitar lines are so fucking sharp, like in TEHNE, I can't help but love it best.
2. You Only Live Once: Perfect summer song
3. Vision of Division: The guitar riff is to die for in this, it makes me die. This song's kinda dark.
4. Electricityscape: I dunno, it's weird I like this so much. I wouldn't usually, but I love it.
5. Ask Me Anything: in this song, it's just Nick and Julesy, and no one else is playing...jules is almost a capella...I love the line "don't be a coconut". Hehe.

I'm undecided as to the ranking of the rest so far. Juicebox won't me anywhere high up my list though *rolls eyes*.

Current Mood: excited

Current Music: La Belle et La Bete-Babyshambles

02 December 2005 @ 10:44 pm

Do I swear too much? Well, like 2min ago I clicked on the find button (the best button invented ever), and found out how many times I'd used various swear words throughout my journal entries on this page (excluding this entry that is). The results indicated the use of the word 'shit' 9 times (not too shabby)...and the use of 'fuck' a total of 54 times. Yes, 54. I should really stop swearing. It's not very civilised really.

Bloody hell, I have to sit through prizegiving next tuesday. Again. That's 3 hours of total boredom. Well, I'm bringing my mp3 player, and I don't give a f*** if that's rude or not. I edited that word because I am not going to swear as of....now (let's see how long I can last). I will die without Pete singing to comfort me in there. Die of complete utter boredom. Well, I don't care how the seats are organised, I'm going to sit next to Jeff cos I want to, and I shall wear stockings if I have an urge to do so. They can't bloody (is 'bloody' swearing?? i don't think so...hmmm...I've decided it's not). Wait, where was I? Oh yeah...they can't tell me to wear socks if I don't feel like wearing socks. Silly people. Who do they think they are, huh? Depriving me of stockings. Gosh, it's an outrage! Thats facist dictatory of them, forcing me to wear socks. 'Short socks' to be precise (just looked at the letter). What if I feel like wearing long socks? What then, huh? It's ridiculous really. The whole prizegiving ceremony is a great deal ridiculous (restrained myself from using more descriptive language there...go me!!).

Shame parentals. You will be even more bored than me. I shall have my mp3 player, and Jeff to talk to. And mother shall have father. How boring. That's like talking to a pot plant (again, used less vivid language). And my father has my mother to talk to. I pity him. 3 whole hours. I pity them both actually. They're as bad as each other. Maybe they're not so bad....and that comment bears no relation to me needing money and wanting to go to the restaurant overlooking long bay with coolyee on saturday....and jeff. Wanna go jeff?

The Strokes were on c4 today, and this girl from special features (one of those nz talkshowy programs on c4) was interviewing them. Jules sounded hungover. Which is strange, as you can't get hungover from sprite I don't think. I cringed at nicky's mullet, and at fab's moustache. But they both sounded quite intellectual actually. They played the music videos for last nite, tehne, 12:51 and juicebox. I cringed at the last. But Jules actually looked in better shape (and health) than he has for a long time. Nick is still too skinny. And the cabinet is still eating all the food in their cupboard. Gosh. I'm going to go sleep. I think. If I can that is. I haven't been able to sleep that well lately.

Current Mood: bitchy

30 November 2005 @ 11:38 pm

Why do I always find myself having the urge to write something in this at odd hours of the day/night. What the fuck was up with me today at school, I do not know. I don't know a lot of things really. Well, I do know that it's Rainbows End tomorrow! Yay!...I'm so tired though. Saying that, I should go to sleep but I can't sleep, even being extremely tired. Hmmmm. What to talk about. I'm not usually short of opinion or thoughts on anything, but I find that today I am. How strange. I always go on about what I think, but what do I think? Gosh, I've confused myself quite a lot in the course of this paragraph. What the fuck am I on? No, I should take that back or Jeff will interpret it the wrong way...Anyway, I've just realised I don't think I will come up with anything to talk about in the next 5min or so so I'll just go to bed. And lie there. Not sleeping.

Current Mood: confused

27 November 2005 @ 01:50 pm

Physics isn't entirely entertaining, no. I'm just sick of it all really. I wish I could say I just don't give a fuck anymore, but I can't, because if I did I wouldn't be me. How I hate that I give a damn about Physics, and getting into English Cambridge, why couldn't I have been born stupid? I honestly wish I didn't care about any of these things. But I can't throw it away, because I'm not like that, and in life I'm never going to just give up, even on the littlest most pointless things. Because that's stupid. And I'm not stupid. Maybe that's unfortunate for me, but that's how it is so I've got to live with it.

I just can't NOT give a fuck and so I have to care. I bet no one will even understand what I'm going on about, seeing as I hardly do myself. What the hell am I going on about? You know who I wish I could be like. Pete Doherty. Mind you, that must sound insane. But I really do. I want to just wake up every morning, and be like fuck it, I'm doing what I want and that's all that matters. He gave up Oxford cos he felt like it, even though everyone thought he was stupid for it. Why can't I just do what I bloody want instead of having to do what others expect of me? No, doing what I expect of me. Where do you draw the line between meeting obligations you have to yourself, and just living?

Oh well, not that any of that strange rambling made any difference to my life whatsoever. Back to Physics it is.

Current Mood: discontent

Current Music: Fuck Forever-Babyshambles

24 November 2005 @ 06:53 pm

Me, coolyee, jeff, em and hala went to see Harry Potter today. It was really good I thought, and no little shits were there! (If they were, me and coolyee vowed to chuck popcorn at them) Hala asked this movie guy behind the food, and ticket counter thing at Berkely to look after our popcorn while we went downstairs (to buy ourselves some coke from the bakery, as Berkely charged $3 and we were cheap). The guy was like... what?? Hala was like, just put them behind the counter and look after them. The movie dude was like ok...and hala added "and don't eat any!". He gave us another weird look, and told us he wouldn't. I think he was amused though.

Me and coolyee were drumming when the band came on at the triwizard tournament. It was awesome. Oh yes, Em had these tangy fruit lollies, and I had a green one. It tasted like something, but at first I couldn't put my foot on it. Then I was like, no way...this is beer! Jeff thought I was a bit fucked in the head, until coolyee tried one and was like "yeah, this does taste like beer!" Then everyone had the beer lollies. Ha! I wasn't just being retarded!

Harry Potter was extremely fugly in the movie. Fred and George were awesomely cool, and Hermione was a gryffinwhore. When Cedric told Harry to "go to the prefects bathroom" I thought he was going to add "where I'll meet you at 8". They seemed so gay. And Ron so had the hots for Krum at the Yule Ball, it appeared, which was why he was pissed off at Hermione. And Hermione looked like she had the hots for Harry. Gosh, those love vibes in the movie were all fucked up. And Draco suddenly appearing in the tree was a crack up, and totally random! Hala announced loudly that "Neville got some" or words to that effect, heard by everybody in the bloody theatre who laughed with her. It was an awesome movie, good times.

Oh yeah, the modern age solo by nick kills me every time.

Current Mood: giggly

Current Music: The Modern Age-The Strokes