| Chinese New Year |
[Jan. 26th, 2009|08:02 pm] |
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Yes,it's Chinese New Year which is always one of my favourite times of year because it's University Exam Time!
I don't have any exams.
This means I have no obligation to do anything for two weeks but being the wonderful human being that I am, I'm sitting here with Stephen helping his revise for the exam he has tomorrow and has done absolutely nothing for. He's special like that.
Having said I have no exams I do have a Viva Voce and journal to write for the play I was in for Naturalism but I have a week to do it and I can't be bothered just now. I think i've spent most of the past two days in bed and I'm so proud of myself. |
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| *Darkness, a door opens...* |
[Dec. 15th, 2008|07:59 pm] |
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*Footsteps echo as if in a great hall then stop as if reaching their destination. Something heavy and booklike is moved and there is the sound of breath, as if someone blowing off a layer of dust. The clicking sound of lighter and the hiss of a candle wick and light begins the flood the room...*
"Hello My LJ."
It has been a very long time and I just read through my previous entries and thought I would update you on the world of... me. So it's 2008.. years have passed. I'll start basically where I left off:
SIXTH FORM
My sixth form ended as a third of a trio at school and a crew at Fusion. The friends I'd longed for and bitched about not having pretty much all the way through my previous writings were mine... and then some. I became an "other woman" in that I slept with Michael Miles. Twice. He had a girlfriend. Both times. Different girls. Oh well, I never made the first move and therefore it's not really my fault... Or that's what I keep telling myself.
I never got my main part in a fusion show. I was all kinds of crap in my final one - We Will Rock You - principle dancer and singer and I had two lines (again) and queen of the harmonies. Now I look back on it I'm not too bothered but at the time I was perfectly livid. Especially seeing as Laura face-like-a-salmon sings-through-her-nose Nuttal got one (but I slept with her boyfriend which got her back a bit) and Tor. I know Tor was Sarah's pet and one of the most loyal person to Fusion and one of my best friends, but I believe I DESERVED that part, I believe I would have been better in the part. And one of the worst parts, Emily missed the audition and so wasn't given a main part. But Nik got her a song in it anyway... a song wrote into an already written musical because they had been doing it in singing lessons. I DID SINGING LESSONS WITH HIM!!!
So I ended sixth form with:
Theatre Studies - A (A Level)
Media Studies - B (A Level)
Psychology - C (A Level)
Dance - B (AS Level)
History - C (AS Level)
which got me 390 UCAS points which was enough to get me to......
PORTSMOUTH
I went to the University Of Portsmouth 1 year and three months ago and so far it has been the best days of my life. And I met the most wonderful person I have yet to meet. His name is Stephen and I am very much in love with him. Ok so, he came to Uni with a girlfriend. Of four years. But there was nothing to stop us becomming friends and that we did. We had so much in common and he was gorgeous and so easy to talk to - one of the first nights at Uni me and he just ended up getting really stoned in the flat while everyone else went to Liquid. But I went a little crazy in freshers and slept with three of his flatmates (3/6) because I knew I couldn't have him. But... as time went on I calmed down (I only slept with one other person...a randomer I think was called Andy) and we just stayed friends, close friends, really close friends and, to my surprise, after I'd resigned him ungettable and given up... One night, a week after Ryans's birthday, we were on a night out he was fairly drunk and said he wanted to go home but he needed to talk to me. I said I'd go back with him because i wasn't up for a night out and he told me...
well a year later and we are still together, and I am so unbelievably happy it's kind of sickening. I'm home from Uni for Christmas but I'm itching to go back already.
I think that's enough for now... I could bitch endlessly about this girl called Jess but I don't want to right now. |
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| Celebrity bashing: round 2 |
[Aug. 9th, 2006|04:42 pm] |
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Lohan's Love Lies
You really can't believe anything you read about Lindsay Lohan's love life because the actress makes up boyfriend stories all the time. The 20-year-old has been romantically linked with Jared Leto, actor Colin Farrell, rockers Jamie Burke and Ryan Adams, and she freely admits she lies about her romantic encounters to tease the press. Lohan tells Elle magazine, "I say things that aren't true a lot... If I was dating one person (I'd) probably tell them I was dating someone else and then I'd call my friend and be like, 'Do you mind if I say that we're dating?' I figure I'll f**k with them (tabloids), because they f**k with me." And Lohan doesn't seem to mind picking up a loose reputation as she fans the flames of speculation about her love life - she wants her boyfriend to be a one-woman man, but she hopes to keep playing the field. She adds, "If I'm going to give my body to someone, I'd rather them not be with other people, but I want to be able to (date) if I like someone else. I don't think I've had enough experience with dating one guy for a long time." "
So... basically she's a lying hypocrit? |
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| Alone with the dead! ...and i dare not go out. |
[Jun. 4th, 2006|04:29 pm] |
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| | On The Verge - Le Tigre | ] |
Om so it's been a fair while. What's been going on with you? Gathering dust? Thought as much. I on the other hand have had many more important things to do than gather dust. I'll give you a whistle-stop tour of it all:
April 1st - Off to sunny Scarborough with the delightful Fusion crew who, over the week i grew so close to i know class them as my best friends and some of the most entertaining people i have/will ever meet. Things that stand out from the week? Well i'd have to say the "sex-train" after all, nothing says a good time like Lizzie, Bell, Me and Miles shairing a sofa bed. I did a lot of growing up and realising in that one week and am a lsightly strnger person because of it, which is nice.
April 15th - Helen's 18th brithday at her house. A cetain person arrived and I had a feeling the night was going to be difficult so i drank... a lot. and made an arse of myself. and threw up everywhere and all over certain people i wish i hadn't. On the plus side i had a good time.
Then my house party type thing. Made Tor drink the entire contents of the alcohol cupboard and she was very ill. Certain individuals were un-sociable and hid in my room - fuck 'em. The rest of us had an awesome time, until mine and Bell's little conversation where i cried. Nearly had another sex-train until Bell ruined that idea with his talks of morning glory, so i left them to it.
Half term! After Fusion rehearsal on Tuesday went to Saffron Walden, drunk in a 'spoons til clsoing then back to Claire and James' for a little karaoke and buzz and then a all night disscussion about films (and life) with Miles.
Then the mad exam rush, still going on until i am free next Friday. But not free at all for it's a fusion-filled weekend of stress and swearing as Parade draws ever closer.
I think that's about it. As you can see it's mostly Fusion-related as my life revolves around the place... depressing but satisfying. |
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| Oh and one more thing... |
[Apr. 29th, 2006|09:32 pm] |
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| | Parade Original Soundtrack | ] |
BACK TO BACK CHAMPIONS!!!!!
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| I have fallen in love with this song... |
[Apr. 29th, 2006|09:31 pm] |
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| | Parade Original Soundtrack | ] |
and am sharing it with... myself
I dreamed last night I got on the boat to heaven
And by some chance I had brought my dice along
And there I stood
And I hollered "Someone fade me"
But the passengers, they knew right from wrong.
For the peopel all said sit down, sit down, you're rockin' the boat
People all said sit down
Sit down you're rockin' the boat.
And the devil will drag you under
By the sharp lapel of your checkered coat,
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down,
Sit down you're rockin' the boat.
I sailed away on that little boat to heaven
And by some chance found a bottle in my fist
And there I stood,Nicely passin' out the whisky
But the passengers were bound to resisist
For the people all said beware
You're on a heavenly trip
People all said beware
Beware, you'll scuttle the ship.
And the devil will drag you under
By the fancy tie 'round your wicked throat
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
Sit down, you're rockin' the boat
And as I laughed at those passengers to heaven (laughs)
(gasps!) A great big wave came and washed me over board!
And as I sank And I hollered "someone save me!"
That's the moment I woke up Thank the lord
And I said to myself, sit down, sit down,
You're rockin' the boat!
Said to myself sit down, sit down, you're rockin' the boat
And the devil will drag you under With a soul so heavy you'd never float,
Sit down, sit down, sit down
Sit down, sit down, sit down, you're rockin' the boat |
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[Mar. 15th, 2006|05:25 pm] |
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| | Hate Every Beautiful Day | ] |
could anyone please upload The Corpse Bride soundtrack for me? And if anyone has a backing track of Tears to Shed it would be really appreciated
mp3 please
no rapidshare or .rar files |
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[Mar. 6th, 2006|09:19 pm] |
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| | Peaceful Valley - Ryan Adams And The Cardinals | ] |
So i was feeling surprisingly warm and happy (shock, horror! I know it's a miracle) and was talking about things that make me happy - i therefore compiled this wonderfully cheesy list of good things that i heart and i am sharing it with you:
I heart Ryan Adams
I heart proper grammar
I heart licky ears
I heart the backs of men’s necks
I heart Ryan Jarman
I heart Keith
I heart snow, when I’m in the country and it’s not spoilt
I heart Leeds
I heart when somebody is pleased to see me
I heart speaking to people I haven’t spoken to in ages
I heart being smiled at
I heart Rock and Roll
I heart rain
I heart storms
I heart autumn
I heart tea
I heart London
I heart talking to strangers on the tube about football
I heart music
I heart films that make me want to watch them again
I heart Tim Burton
I heart Petah! And Carlos
I heart making lists
I heart getting letters
I heart football
I heart when I surprise people (but not being surprised)
I heart watching squirrels
I heart watching cats
I heart things that make me laugh out loud
I heart Simon Pegg
I heart musicals
I heart Disney
I heart people who can understand and appreciate a joke and don’t get offended
I heart being childish and petty
I heart Lego
I heart having an over-active imagination
I heart naming things
I heart bands no one had heard of
I heart when people hate my musical taste
I heart beautiful language
I heart when people speak with eloquence
I heart when people ask how I am and actually care
I heart people who know when to stop talking/asking questions
I heart people who make decisions for me
I heart poetry (not your crappy valentines, but real poetry)
I heart people who will take control
I heart being in a car, listening to music and driving for miles without talking
I heart looking out of the window of aeroplanes
I heart buying CDs
I heart the cinema
I heart roller coasters
I heart lying on the grass
I heart walking down country roads
I heart getting lost and finding new routes
I heart acting like an idiot (sometimes)
I heart playing stupid (drinking) games
I heart being appreciated
I heart being missed
I heart being smart (sometimes)
I heart NME
I heart the words: spoon, moose, eloquence, dubious, verbiage
I heart being introduced as “My friend Lace…”
I heart crazy Italians (especially the map-drawing, pizza-cooking, fish-making variety)
I heart Venice
I heart taxicabs
I heart Reel Big Fucking Fish!
I heart new clothes
I heart getting paid
I heart having an easy and fun (if low-paid) job
I heart Halloween
I heart horror movies
I heart bread
I heart chocolate
I heart staying up all night talking about things
I heart re-casting films to star my friends
I heart watching people’s reactions in theatres/cinemas
I heart singing
I heart dancing
I heart Vincent Price
I heart Vincent Price playing the lute |
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| There's a fishhook in my eyebrow... |
[Feb. 18th, 2006|08:22 pm] |
...and i like it!
So, it's been a while. Christmas passed in a whirl of twinkly lights and tinsel and most surprisingly - i survived it with minimal pain (thanks to the copious amounts of alcohol)and came out the other side armed with gifts... many of which i didn't want but many i most definitely did
New Year has also passed in a whirl of alcohol, dancing and big stones hitting me in the stomach. Yes thats right, i was attacked by one of those loverly Stevenage boys i love so much. But no harm done and the respectable (and when i say respectable i mean completely out of their faces) princes of Indie were there to protect us and walked us home for fear of being attacked again... well they walked us half way home because they are chicken and couldn't stand up to a small girl with no arms.
It is now nearing the end of February half term... though it was hardly a holiday as: i went to school on monday to rehearse for Theatre Studies (in which i play a prostitute, thanks for asking); i have written six essays; i have been rehearsing for scarborough (which is going to be fabulous, even if we don't get to perform and just get very very drunk all week)
My ever growing CD collection is, unsurprisingly, still growing. I think it safe to say that it is the most impressive out of all my friends - then again this probably means that they have lives and i clearly don't otherwise i wouldn't be sitting her talking to you guys on a Saturday night
Next week i am going to see Reel Big Fish (HOLY JESUS 4 DAYS TO GO!!!!!!) and i'm slightly excited about the whole thing (Really? Are You? We never would have guessed!) And tomorrow i am off to the football again - my work is never done
That's all we have time for today. Next time on Brass Eye.... |
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| An extract from a series of shorts entitled "Oh how i wish you'd just leave me alone." |
[Dec. 20th, 2005|11:41 pm] |
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“Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa la la la laa, la la la fuck off.”
Christmas is here, that joyous holiday is indeed upon us once again. Joyous, that is, if joyous means completely rubbish and painful. I’m not against Christmas, birth of the saviour and all that, togetherness yadda yadda yadda – but why do I have to be involved? I’m not even against family togetherness – let me finish before you scorn me – It’s sometimes nice to see relatives and people you haven’t seen for ages, nice to know that there are people you could mooch off if you had too. But like most things, family is only nice in small doses.
I’m sitting on my sofa, there are carols playing in the background but I am trying to drown then by playing random chords on my Carlos. Mother is making breakfast and singing to the carols, it’s not enough to have them on at 8:30 to wake everybody up but she feels the need to sing along as well. I assume Adam is upstairs showering – boys are weird, he goes seventeen years taken the least number of showers possibly and smelling like a dead dog in a bag and then he gets a girlfriend and he’s mister hygiene 2005.
“Merry Christmas darling!” mum breezes into the room carrying a tray of mugs and tea and milk. I smile, make an effort Maz, it’s the least you can do. I deserve an OSCAR for the performance I’ve put in this year – putting on a happy face when I really don’t want to.
“Merry Christmas everybody!” Dad sits down and immediately switches the TV on to the Soccer AM Christmas special. I smile a real smile for the first time today at Christmas football hooligans slowly begin to drown out Christmas At Westminster of whatever the crap in the kitchen is. I put down Carlos and start enjoying the holiday. Mother sits down and smiles at me, she always does that, I’m not looking at her but she watches me and I know she does, I give her a scathing look that she doesn’t get so I pointedly look at the screen and she gets the message. Great, it’s only 9.10 and she’s already pissing me off – hat a great day it’s going to be.
“Where’s Adam.”
*Oh I wonder… we have such a huge house it’s really hard to tell.*
“Go and tell him to come downstairs M.”
*Why me? You’re nearest to the fucking door, and I’ve been sitting down longer so am more comfortable, and I could really care less where the stupid wanker is.*
I go anyway, make an effort Maz. He’s in his room, on the phone, to Rose no doubt. I can hear him talking.
“…I’ll see you later! I know I miss you…”
*please! You saw her yesterday you loser! Grow some!*
“…I’ll see if I can leave early and meet you…”
*oh no you won’t mister, if I have to go visit relatives then so do you.*
“…I’ll try but I’m not promising anything. Ok. Ok. Bye. I love you too.”
*Gay.*
“Yo lover boy, your presence is required for the presents.”
“Were you listening to my phonecalls?!” his hair is wet and his fringe is dripping down his face, all he needs is the half open white shirt and silver cross and he could be in a boyband video.
“Is it my fault if you talk very loudly and constantly? And don’t think you’re leaving early, if I have to stay you do too.”
*Even if I have to hack off one of your limbs.*
“Would I do that to you?”
“Yes.”
“Ordinarily I would but today I’m feeling generous.”
“Why?”
*Last time you felt generous you made me eat cat food.*
“You’re thinking about cat food aren’t you.” I narrow my eyes, he stills finds it funny.
“I’m not eight anymore, and we don’t even have a cat anymore. So you’ve got nothing to worry about.” He puts his arm round my shoulders and leads me downstairs.
“Why are you acting all weird?”
“It’s called being a decent human being, you should try it sometimes.” He pulls me into a headlock and ruffles me hair – I preferred him when he was eight, I was nearly his height back then. Wanker. |
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| Peter versus Carl |
[Dec. 11th, 2005|01:02 am] |
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| | Dirty Pretty Things - Bang Bang You're Dead | ] |
Ok so, you know who they shorten football teams name so that they fit in the little box to say what the score is? e.g Chelsea become Chel and Arsenal become arsnl or whatever.
well today i was watching Soccer Saturday and they league two(i think) latest scores came down the side of the screen and i noticed that Peterborough and Carlise had been shorten to Peter and Carl. So it said Peter 0-0 Carl
is it sad that this really cheered me up?
yes... immensely sad
another awesome thing: I have *acquired* the new strokes album nearly a month before it's supposed to be released... shhh don't tell |
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| That is whack |
[Nov. 29th, 2005|11:08 pm] |
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| | Everything Sucks - Reel Big Fish | ] |
Here is the list of phrases i have used to death recently and am therefore no longer allowed to say:
to the extreme
best/worst thing ever
yes... yes i do
no... no i don't
yeah... or not
makes me sad
i can't
even
So today was fun... about as fun as being locked in a bright pink room and made to watch Oliver over and over again (but not quite as fun as watching two people who will remain nameless drip off each other all the live long day, reminding me of my extreme loneliness)
*Certain people are ignoring me again, the ringleader has changed this time though - Fuck 'em anyway
*A Certain person has left a certain place where i now feel completely lost
*This person is also waay too nice to me on msn but ignores me completely at all other times
*There is too much work and not enough time
*Christmas is coming and i have no money, especially as i'm saving up for Scarborough and Reading - i bet i'll end up going to neither of them |
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| Celebrity bashing: round 1 |
[Nov. 10th, 2005|09:35 pm] |
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| | Roll With It - Oasis | ] |
Jessica Alba: "The scripts I get are always for the whore, or the motorcycle chick in leather, or the horny maid. I get all those screenplays that start, 'Tawnya is in the shower. The water streams down her naked, perky breasts.' Somehow, I don't think this is happening to Natalie Portman."
call me crazy, but maybe it's because Natalie Portman is an awesome actress and you're not? You only get hired because of your face (and assets) and you get old and ugly you won't get any work
thank you for playing
(today a bomb was dropped on me - a metaphorical bomb but a bomb all the same. a friend of mine is leaving and it saddens me, so i'm taking it out on Jessica Alba because, let's face it she deserves it.) |
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| Note to self: Stop talking to yourself |
[Nov. 7th, 2005|08:36 pm] |
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| | Franz Ferdinand - The Outsiders | ] |
so i was compelled to write this... not sure what i'm writing but what the hell eh?
do you know what's a fun word? Scapegoat... no one else think so? i do... obviously or i wouldn't have said it
i miss stuff
but i'm not going to dwell on it
my new attitude is to stop caring because i've spent too much time recently being upset about a certain someone and it's definately time i moved on - he certainly has (not that i care... obviously... well maybe a bit... i just wish he'd talk to me - than i'd come round to the fact that being friends with him is awesome and i dont need anything more)
ENOUGH! i *don't* care... honest
so school work is actually going well at the moment - i beat golden-boy-who-can-do-no-wrong in theatre studies (kind of mutilated victory as he's not there to defend himself but never mind) and got a good comment from evil drama teacher (i'm going to have to stop calling her that now aren't i?)
History isn't the worst thing ever anymore - media is running away with that prize at the moment - and it's pretty interesting actually, theres this stuff i was reading about Bismarck and the alliance systems from 1879 onwards and it was brilliant
but i'm sure you don't care - if you do please comment saying "Tell me more! I'm intrigued!" - not that anyone comments on here - my God i'm lonely....
anyway laterz taterz |
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| This is just a lesson in procrastination |
[Sep. 9th, 2005|06:45 pm] |
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so sixth form is hard, i dont want to do it anymore. I want a time machine so i can go back in time to when i was year 7 and start over again. i'd change my friends, change my life.
So i thought i was going out tonight but it turns out i'm not. Why am i so upset about this? It's Georgia, she's let me before and she'll do it again, probably as early and monday. But i'm pissed off, actually i'm not even pissed of i'm just hurt - and i dont get hurt
i'm not sure why i'm so upset though. maybe it's because Rob gave me the flyer and i'm starting to fancy him. Maybe it's because i wanted to go on the off chance toby and andy were there. Maybe it's because i wanted to feel like i actually have friends and i've been accepted into a group at last rather than being on the edge of three groups and feeling lonely. Maybe it's just because i'm weak
so once again i'm sitting at home in front the computer on Friday night with no place to go, no people to see and the prospect of spending time with my family ahead of me. To be quite honest i'd rather drink a cup of cold sick |
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| more crappy quizzes *yay* |
[Aug. 20th, 2005|12:32 am] |
I am 38% Ska. I know the scene, I've heard the bands, and I am burned out. Well, these things happen. I will now go ahead and go through the same thing with Punk and Emo.
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| The Rest Is Silence |
[Aug. 19th, 2005|11:15 pm] |
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| | Pete Doherty - She Loves You | ] |
Hey there, long time no update, how's it going?
Enough pleasantries!! Went to Portugal last week, i thought it was going to be awful but i actually had an awesome time (suprises *can* be nice - it's amazing) I acted like a ten year old with too much sugar inside of them but hey! what are holidays for if not for making up stupid games and revisiting your childhood?
Now i'm feeling slightly deflated, i want to be back there and not have to think about anyone but myself because i'm selfish really just want to be left alone but can't because i'm supposed to be nearly a "grown up" So instead i am going to go back to old habits and bitch about crap *yay* so here is my list of things that relly annoy me:
* How there are no good films at the cinema (with the exception of Charlie and The Chocolate Factory which kicked critic ass!) and all films out now are just the same thing done over with another bunch of people who can't act, a weak script and a shite name (Who calls a film 'The Cave'?? that's the sort of title a ten year old gives their story!{no offence to any ten year olds})
* How adverts blantently lie/make up stuff to sell their product (What the fuck is Biffidus Digestivem any way?)
* How, according to British weather, summer is over and so it feels it has to constantly rain and be crappy weather again (haha the first rainy day in ages and i start bitchin' right away! 10 bitter points to moi!)
* How my i'm really looking forward to next year which probably means it's going to be really rubbish
* How my "friends" are ignoring me again (same old same old, i'm going to die alone) but the ones who do want to talk to me and see me are the ones i can't really be arsed with anymore
* How i can't tell people what i really think of them
* How i can't find the right colour to paint my room
On the plus side:
* Football season has started (Arsenal on Sunday)
* Work is starting to be fun again
*I'm going back to Gym (and i'm going to stick with it and get back to being mildly healthy)
* It's not so hot you can't breathe anymore |
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| Friday Night So Damn Lonely |
[Jun. 17th, 2005|10:09 pm] |
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| |  crappy | ] |
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| | Big Brother is on TV | ] |
Never before did the words of The Strokes and probably never will they again seen as most of it is a load of bollocks!
So damn lonely indeed... just me and my TV and everyone else out having fun while i sit here with (what feels like) several hundred JCBs driving round my head and digging up my brain
alas that is the fate that awaits me as i get these headaches all the freakin time |
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| In the future we all die... but machines will last forever |
[Jun. 11th, 2005|11:22 pm] |
i'm bored so i'm taking tests
I am 32% Idiot. I ain't too bright. But all those other idiots annoy the hell out of me. I may not be the brightest bulb in the bunch, but at least I know my limits.
I am 46% Hippie. I need to step away from the tie-dye. I smell too good to be a hippie and my dad is probably a cop. Being a hippie is not a fashion craze, man. It was a way of life, in the 60’s, man.
I am 66% Asshole/Bitch. I am abrasive, some people really hate me, but there may be a group of other tight knit assholes and bitches that I can hang out with and get me. Everybody else? Fuck ‘em.
I am 68% Evil Genius. Evil courses through my blood. Lies and deceit motivate my evil deeds. Crushing the weaklings and idiots that do nothing but interfere in my doings.
I am 61% Tortured Artist. Art is significant in my life, people are scum but I have the capicity to deal with it. Give it a few more years and I will either forget about art or hate the world.
I am 55% Grunge. I am pretty dirty, all right and, I reek of teen spirit... I would sell my own children for a moldy hotpocket, man.
I am 35% Raver. Well, I may have been to a rave. I probably know a bunch of ravers, but they may think of me as an outsider. That's okay, at least I am not a complete freak.
I am 48% Emo. Hmm.. I should stop listening to Dashboard Confessional.... enough said... Now that I stopped looking at my shoes, I know how the real world looks.
I am 37% Goth. Goth ny night, normal by day. Deep in my heart I know I am evil, but not on the company's time. I do need to eat.
I am 34% Geek. You probably work in computers, or a history deptartment at a college. You never really fit in with the "normal" crowd. But you have friends, and this is a good thing.
I am 28% Punk Rock. Well, I may know what punk is, but... Okay maybe some people think I am punk, but is that enough? Nope.
i fell i need to get me a life *wanders out... slams door...* |
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