January 2011
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I like when I walk into cold air, not just in and among it but into it so that it hits me in the face and I keep going. I like when the sky is yellow and grey a little more than when it’s bright blue because the clouds make waves that I can look at. I like bare trees up against the sky and I like when roots come up above the ground. I like finding twigs and branches. I like seeing a...
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Tomorrow is a big day, kind of.
simbaintheskywithdiamonds:
I’m going to have my last university program, then going to be an intern for a while! Yeah, life just got real. I can’t wait to move away from here. I’m still not sure what to do with my life. Too many confusing things. I’ll sit and think about it later, I guess. I should study. It’s funny how I’ll really miss university even though I’ve hated it for a long time....
hopelessquotes said: Ummmmm…you said a racist! I’m telling. Telling who? Our “when we said it we never meant any harm, there was an innocence about those words back then so it was okay” parents?
ashdinosaur said: Good idea. It does tend to help. I like to have a massive shout at them and then un-friend them so I don’t see their response. HA! Oh, that I had the balls/thought that...
went to donnington market this moring... never...
From now on I’m going to un-friend people on Facebook who make me want to kill myself because I assume that’ll make my days a little more pleasant.
I just did an impression of a sea monkey.
It was great. That is all.
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I’m not particularly articulate and I can’t ever think in a straight line. My life isn’t very calculated, everything that happens is one big accident. I know that’s the case for everyone, I just feel like I’m special because I’m just like everyone else. Y’know.
I feel like things just explode into my life and then that’s it, or an idea swims...
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“I like knowing what is going on inside your head.”
Yeah, fuck that, I'm gonna watch a documentary on...
I’m going to put the batteries back in my clock and get used to the ticking again. I’ll take the dead leaves off of the plant in my room. I’m gonna put the colouring pencils and ukulele away and hoover. Type up notes and do my college work, blow out the candles and make some dinner. Tidy the kitchen. I need to not be myself for at least a few hours. We all know that once...
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Things that I do too easily:
Blush
Lose my balance
Laugh
Give in and watch Disney films instead of doing anything at all ever
Forget
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Daylight licked me into shape, I must have been...
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Anyway, after that awkward-post-I’ll-delete-in-the-morning, I’m going to listen to things and sleep and I would complain about something I saw on TV or something stupid somebody did but I feel odd today and I don’t have anything to complain about. This was all one sentence.
buddyblanc said: I’d like a letter… But I still owe you a cool photograph :( Consider it done. There’s no rush on the photo, it can show up in a year and it’s still fine. It can show up never and it’s still basically fine. I mean what am I going to do? Beat you up? Maybe. Yeah, I might beat you up, actually.
ashdinosaur answered: MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE it’s my...
I have a KitKat and some envelopes, who wants some...
Alternatively you can have a letter, whatever, let me know, I’ve a lot of spare time and I like a lot of my followers.
If I like you enough you can have a KitKat-letter combo. Fancy.
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Nasrudin found a weary falcon sitting one day on his window sill.
He had never seen a bird like this before.
“You poor thing” he said, “how ever were you allowed to get into this state?”
He clipped the falcon’s talons and cut its beak straight, and trimmed its feathers.
“Now you look more like a bird.” said Nasrudin
How does this story link to...
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Don't worry baby, everything will turn out...
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capgrasdelusion-deactivated2011 asked: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4T3a1xDT3U
mega-gigabytes son!
mega-gigabytes son!
Anonymous asked: Yeah, like within a minute or so.
Who else would it be? Think it was like 3 weeks since I actually posted anything and everyone knows like 3 weeks is the correct period to wait before deleting something. I wonder if "deactivated" means its all still there though, ie. it's not "deleted".
Who else would it be? Think it was like 3 weeks since I actually posted anything and everyone knows like 3 weeks is the correct period to wait before deleting something. I wonder if "deactivated" means its all still there though, ie. it's not "deleted".
Got a job yet?
Nope
Aw, poor thing, I'll give you a 50p next time I see you
Well, cheers!
Yeah, you could get yourself a nice cup of tea with that
I don't like tea
A coffee?
Don't like coffee either. I could get a couple of Freddo bars, though
What is that, some arty drink I don't know about? Like a latte or something?
Anonymous asked: Ohhh, neat. I'll go with drunkdog-deactivated20110125 as my username if I ever start again. It added in the last bit itself, like. Wasn't that bored, just felt a need to erase something I've done.
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“Turning rebellion into money.”
drunkdog-deactivated20110125 asked: test
Ate a tube of icing, wrote lots of stuff about Mulan, read lots of stuff about Mulan, now I’m listening to the Clash very loud and drawing pictures of heads. I tend to dislike Tuesdays.
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Driving lesson.
This boy, he had fancy hair all done up nice
Right
With hair spray or hair gel or ..I don't know, high maintenance, I'd imagine!
Most probably, yeah
You wouldn't want a boyfriend like that, would you?
I guess not
No, Rosie wouldn't want a high maintenance boyfriend
I suppose
Hair gel
For dinner I'm having bread and Frosties.
I’m tempted to make this a Frosties sandwich. Tempted.
troydontliketosmoke said: You didn’t seem to notice how irrational that all (both entries) is, that annoys me… I like depressed 14 year olds to be aware of how its irrational so that they feel even worse.
Sorry, I’d completely justified my misery by the age of fifteen, even if I was wrong, at the time I didn’t think so.
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More old diary shit.
I’m sat alone in my room and I can hear people laughing at me. I wonder if they’re really there. I don’t trust a single person in the world. People who I used to adore are suddenly rendered pointless to me, their opinions unimportant and not worth knowing. I can’t remember having an incentive to move from the floor I’m sat on, but it’s certainly slipped away...
I’m trying to think of something better. Something I’d rather, something I’d prefer, something that I want more. This evening I talked that old friend out of being sad again, I’m trying to get him out of the same situation he put me in when we were sixteen. He got there on his own, and we hadn’t talked in a couple of years.
I walked Roo earlier. There’s...
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Rosie says: god, I think I just puked in my mouth a little tiny bit
Ahmed says: That's nice to know when I'm eating
Rosie says: it's okay, I swallowed it again
I just ate so much food and now I think I’m dead, oh god why do people feed me, why do I eat? I’m definitely dead and never eating again in my life.
Earlier I half-followed some man who looked a bit like Louis Theroux in case he was Louis Theroux but it turned out he wasn’t Louis Theroux.
How did I lose a big box of paint? How did I do that? Where is my big box of paint? Shitfuckshitfuck. Now I’m mixing poster paint with PVA glue to make anything half decent and I feel like Neil Buchanan. Oh shit and now there’s paint in my mouth.