We went to main street Burleigh and hung around for a bit at SBO, Wahoo's and went op shopping, Great fun. Jake dropped sam and miekal off and dropped me and rach off at some place and we skated arcoss the bridge to surfers and shopped. I extened my collection with 2 new toys which i'm siked on but i should have got the purple one hay rach haha.


Rach got some stuff for christmas and we rolled around and looked at stuff then we split up and went home. I arrived home and cleaned my room and re-arranged it. My day ended their. I woke up today at 11:46 and did the norm thing every day (check mysapce, Blogger, flicker, got food, shower). I got on the phone and rang a couple people but all a let down so i message brandan then we orginized to meet at elanora
and mash it up. Getting to the park i found conal the one trick pony doing the same stuff haha, but he's the best dude to skate with but. A couple of cars roll up and then i reslise that its sunday bowl sesh and the old dudes are down. Its not back, but they are so good that they make you want to give up skating forever. All of them are really good dude but which is good because you can talk to them without them being to snoby and shit like that. I took photos of one of them and they turned out really good.








This is a bin, a bin after sunday skate.


This is brandan, I havn't taken any port photos in a long time so i gave it a crack again.



This is the woods.

The best place for photo's ever.
Permanent-
Two ways to choose,
On a razor's edge,
Remain behind,
Go straight ahead.
Room full of people, room for just one,
If I can't break out now, the time just won't come.
Watch me unwind.
Rejected and depressed.
Everything I am I hate.
Confused, directionless.
Knowing this is all we had.
Existing on best terms we can until
Death takes us from our own fucking hands.
But nothing can touch us now.
I tell myself that I know I don't want to be the man who tells stories
Of the all things that were ripped from my hands before I truly grasped them and I know if we shutdown in stages then let this be the last time
That I ever fucking gave a shit, with my head in my hands, I never meant anything more than this,
This is the story of permanence.
This is the story of unchained momentum
This is the story of everything, we ever wanted.
Well thats all for now.
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