February 2012
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I got a little too upset last night just out of frustration at being unable to do or say anything to help my friends out.
I found myself in a situation where 80% of my best friends were really upset for one reason or another and i couldn’t do anything to fix it. I don’t want to sound egotistical enough to think that I have the ability to instantly fix anyone’s problems, but...
:(
Reasons my brothers and sisters are awesome.
charlesthedean:
Matthew, eldest, introduced me to Pokemon, one of the two most important things in my world.
Sarah, second eldest, is hilarious and the sweetest person in the world.
Susie, middle child, introduced me to Starkid, also one of the two most important things in my world.
Peter, second youngest, funny and smiley with his cute little dimples an’ all.
And me, I’m just awesome...
We have internet in the flat now!
Everybody come to my house.
Attendance is mandatory.
Officially have the new flat.
:D
I’ve got keys and everything!
Fuckin' Mulan.
I got confused and wrote ‘Mysterious as the dark side of the moon’ as one of my strengths on my CV.
Close enough.
Just got back from seeing Brand New with Sophy
:’)
I’ve waited so long to see them and they were like a dream. A beautiful beautiful dream. Oh good lord. I’m so happy.
Sophy, I just remembered about those flowers and our various candlelit dates.
^_^
thoomp:
Sbk I love you ok
Ultimate victory.
Plans for today:
Paint something fucking epic for the new flat.
Consider the pros and cons of having a house warming party. Pro - Wooo, partayyy! Con - No one would come.
Think of a hilarious pun to form the basis of a Valentine’s Day card for the handsomest kitten in Snugglesville.
I tried to park in Morrisons car park and ended up having abuse shouted at me by 3 separate sets of elderly people, all of whom had just decided to turn up at the last second and park in the space I’d been sitting and waiting for for at least 5 minutes each.
There’s a special car parking space reserved for you in Hell, you doddery old tithead.
Being old doesn’t make it okay to...
Yesterday was me and Martin’s 9 month-aversary.
I realise no one really cares but we went out for dinner and had a superawesome sleepover. He’s my snugglebuddy. I’m completely smitten.
I’m going to marry him one day.
Really.
I tried to dye my hair brown.
It’s now black as the fucking night for fuck’s sake Davina McCall, you’d let your mother use this shit?! Maybe she’d look fucking excellent with black hair, assuming she’s a fucking 13 year old emo with a fringe down to her shins.
Just once, wouldn’t it be great to have a hair dye box that had some relevance to the colour dye it contained. I’m sick of...
Whiney dream post.
I had a dream that Martin died. You know when dreams seem eerily real to the point that for about 10 minutes after waking up, I just sat there sobbing uncontrollably until Martin replied to my text.
Please please please don’t ever die, guys.
Please excuse me while I sweep up the shards of my heart with my own tears.
In total I’ve spent 2 days and 7 hours of my life playing Doodlejump on my phone.
I told my dad that I wanted to see the dentist about getting my goofy toothgap closed up somehow because I’m really sensitive about it.
He said I shouldn’t; he wouldn’t have anywhere to park his car.
Fuck you dad :(
I feel like I’m regressing into being completely socially inept. I just don’t have any discernible personality at all.
No one wants to talk to me because I’m exceedingly dull. All my friends have gone to uni and met more interesting people; I feel like I think about them a lot but they don’t really remember that I’m still here. Which isn’t to say, of course,...
Facebook stalking all my friends who’ve gone to uni and made millions of friends and gone on adventures and explored their own independence and absorbed culture.
Meanwhile, I’m sitting by myself becoming obsessed by the idea that a situation may arise in my life in which the lives of my family and friends depend entirely upon how neatly I can write the word ‘grape’ in a...
18th of February
is the moving in date for me and Ebony’s new flat.
Managed to wangle a 3 piece suite from eBay for 99p and a free microwave. A pretty fancy estate, if I say so myself.
I’m really excited to have my very own radiators.
I worry that a moth is going to go lay eggs in my ear when I’m sleeping. It sounds stupid but I’m scared. Not only that, but what about bees and scorpions? :(
Just put down the holding fee on me and Ebony’s new flat.
YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES!
Fuck you, mum.
January 2012
37 posts
I had a dream the elastic woman from The Incredibles had Alisha’s original power from Misfits. It was significantly less PG.
Number one reason why I can't get to sleep:
Sometimes I worry that when I close my eyes a ghost is getting all up in my face but then runs away again when I open them because he can never be seen by human eyes lest he vapourise. What if he’s trying to warn me about the safety of a loved one? Does this make me an accomplice to murder? Aww shit :(
Yesterday some guy at the pub bit me and now I have a bruise on my shoulder.
Whilst writing this, I realised that nobody cares. I also just ate some toast and the carpet in this room is stripey. There’s an advert for Pampers on TV and now I’m thinking of what I’d name my baby. I was thinking Reuben.
I had a dream I was Will Smith. I think it’s a sign.
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Fucking Aurora Borealis :’(
I’ve been asked to help to illustrate a comic book.
I just hope I’ve got enough experience to draw on. Pretty hilarious joke, right guys? I call it a ‘felt tip pun’.
But seriously, I’m going to illustrate a comic book.
Northumberland guys:
Should be able to see the Northern Lights tomorrow night.
Strongest solar electrical storm since 2005, you say? Anyone up for a night time beach trip for minimum light pollution?
Anyone?
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I think I might try to sell some paintings.
I applied for a job at McDonald’s today.
One question was “What is your greatest achievement?” and all I could think of was one time when I was sitting in a traffic jam and I waved at a bus driver and he waved back as if I was a bus driver too with apples for passengers.
Life:
I left college a week ago today. Feeling more purposeless than a clock in the Tardis. I need a job, or at least something to paint.
I saw an old guy with a genuine Sherlock Holmes hat on in Morrisons car park. Why was he there? Elementary, my deer stalker hat.
I thought of a joke yesterday, but I’m not quite sure if it works. Anyway: How do you get a Muppet into a psychiatric hospital?...
I’ve got the best friends ever.
Hold the phone...
-Sudden influx of gratuitous self importance-
The only reason I was kicked off the course was because I’d missed too much work from when I was in hospital.
Doesn’t change the fact that I’m eminently more talented than every other person in my class, after being entirely self taught due to being gifted as fuck.
Shove it, grandpa. You’re not my real mum.
OFF
YOU
FUCK
Officially dropped out of college. Awaiting crushing sense of failure.
What now?
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I don’t know if I’m overreacting to the fact that I suck so much. I should be used to it, but the fact is that it just gets worse and worse because I just leave everything until the last minute then worry about it until the last second before finding some excuse to completely cop out and delay the decision until a little later and hope it goes away.
I don’t know what to do.
I...