homeless

i’m so punx.

I wish I wasn’t dyslexic.

Amongst other things.

I think that was a mouse in my wall.

well there I was. on the toilet bear to the world, when i heard something coming either from the bathroom or outside. it kind of startled me y’know, being naked, on the toilet and being house alone.

but being a collage man, i used my smarts to come to the conclusion that it was just one of the members of the mice family that live in the backyard eating the bunny food. i like to think they are like the peter rabbit books, the mice that is. they all dress up and the children get in trouble all the time and coarse mischief, like in my damn walls while i pass my lunch!

ha collage man.

i wish i did my washing today, now it’s too late and it wont dry.

OK, well i don’t know how to start this blogging junk.

i have my flat to myself for five days. my room mates have gone, one to queensland and the other one didn’t say. i just realised how much this isn’t my home, just a room with my stuff in it. i kind of want a place to call home, now that i have to get a real job and save to go to uni next year and become more of an adult. it kind of scares me but i know i need to do it, i need to grow up.

yours truely,

mark.