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fall-from-sea-to-sky...relax, have an oreo 6月10日 ####Noooooooooooooo! I can't take it any more *sob sob* revision is killing me which is why I'm awake at 1.25am with my brain dribbling out of my ears. It's a good look, I'd recommend it any time.
Heeeeeeeelp! I really really don't want to do this!! Why why why AHHHHHHHHHhhh slofieorir,yrtopreia;.reor I CAN'T DO THIS.
Well I could stop, and sleep as I'm dying to do, but then I'd fail and my life (at least my 'plan' for next year) will be ruined.
Ah i've got a text. It's YOU.
No no no noooooooooo I'm AWAKE!! CALL ME!!! I've no credit to call you because I haven't left the house today. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ENd. RaNT.
Wait. I've got the exact same text again. What's the use of two? I need to go back in time and choose another concentration. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhh
Is there a bridge about? Preferably one over water. Clean flowing water. Not in this city at least. DAMN DO I HAVE TO GO TO ICELAND TO KILL MYSELF IN PEACE???????????????????????????
WHy are you doing weights? You should be making cake. For me. ME. ME MEMEMEMEMEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I don't feel so good.
5月13日 Brooke Shields AlphabetOK. Now this is really bugging me. Well not really but I was bored of being bored. For those ignorant out there I'm talking about the graffiti that has been turning up around London (UK, for those who need clarification). Sometimes it's "Brooke Shields Alphabet", sometimes it's "Alphabet of Brooke Shields".
I'm pretty sure (not really, but it said so in The Metro) it's some cheap (cheep cheep says Tweety Bird) advertising for some band, or cosmetics. Less likely is that Brooke Shields is doing a Madonna and is writing a childrens book as my sister suggested. Bless her (who? I dunno, the Queen? Apparantly she's 200 years old).
What seems most likely is that someone thought it would be a funny thing to write on the wall during those insightful moments of drunkeness, and simply got the bug. Or maybe it's a different person each time, they catch a virus once they see one (almost
 like that rage stuff in 28 days/weeks later, but sadly not half as messy). My point is that it's probably completely pointless, as is this post, but if not, I just gave them SOME MORE free advertising.
Just incase it turns out to be something slightly worthwhile (Signs for the end of the world? Alien invasion?) I'm going Alphabet hunting around London next weekend.
Anyone care to join me?
Well tough, you can't. Just me and my camera. Drat. I need a camera. 2月19日 Do I LOOK like a chain-saw murderer? Wait ... don't answer that ...I'm eating a stolen MILKY WAY do you know. SO that's the end of the Galaxy too then. Including Mars. It's strange how the universe tastes of chocolate (and glucose syrup and vegetable fat and demineralised whey powder).
How exactly would a buttercup break one's heart. Today was the worst day EVER. Bizzy bizzy bizzy. I was rude to *counts* to THREE different people. Well ... the same person with a split personality.
How I miss being a blockhead of a teenager. Now I no longer have a reason to be moody, apparantly.
I spend my time eavesdropping on people on the Tube (i.e. THE LONDON UNDERGROUND for you country folk :p). Well, there's not a lot to do when you're trying hard not to breathe!
It makes me laugh when the driver says "Please stand back from the doors ladies and gentlemen, there is another train RIGHT behind this one". There are always people who believe him!
(like me ... :( ... so end up late for my first lecture :D yippee)
A driver once said (they get bored too) ... "May I remind all passengers that there is strictly no smoking allowed on any part of the Underground. However, if you are smoking a joint, it's only fair that you pass it round the rest of the carriage."
I'm sorry to say no such thing happened. Oops I mean I'm glad to say. How scandalous. OK, so I wasn't actually there, but I could have been!
Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?
And WHY doesn't Tarzan have a beard?
P.S. Skinny builders are HOT, you know it's true ;) :p unfortunately not deadSo seeing as I'm still alive I may as well update what I've been up to, besides being attacked by sword wielding rats.
Hmm, let's see, well I turned 20 (yay!) failed my driving test (double yay!), began second year at uni (isn't life great?) and I'm pretty sure I failed all my exams. Lucky me.
I was also coerced into creating a myspace account, but don't expect it to ever be updated. Ever. Here's the link anyway:
(who cares in the slightest?)
I may also have created a facebook account. And Bebo ... and Wayn ... and Hi5 and OkCupid and and and ...
but I don't visit them anyway (something to do with mislaid passwords)
I suppose you'll be hearing from me in another year. Over and out!
The builders did a great job by the way. I'm sure everything is MEANT to fall apart ... right?
2月7日 the exciting events of miss verity*pokes head slowly around corner, and takes it back* *carefully peers around corner again ... head withdrawn much faster this time* *repeats this until looks like is creating new dance moves* So, now I know that it's QUITE safe, I can tell my story, while i have the chance ... I've just dug myself out of my own grave. Darn, I gave it away, I meant to break it gently. Anyway, a while back ... the very day I wrote my last entry in fact ... months ago now (ignore the one before this) There I was, in the middle of eating a pasta salad, sitting on a green hill- when the buildings started getting taller around me -but no - i was sliding down the hill- but NO- I was being pulled down by the toe. I looked down - an army, an ARMY of swording wielding giant rats. The were chanting about cheese offences and how justice had to be done. After being thrown in the back of a milk float (finances must have been low), driven an unknown distance (i was distracted, the rats were riverdancing for me all the way) then thrown into a box in the ground, and shut in. I could hear the sound of earth being thrown on (or the stuff that's in beanbags, does it matter?).
Then I was alone. Well not alone - I had a fork (is that fair? I don't even get a spoon) and also a #DELETED WORD# which is NOT going to be mentioned again by the way, and i had to dig myself out with my elbows (i might have broken a nail) with the help of some worms (well ... they tried) who told me the secrets of making perfect eggnog (I still don't know what it is though) and i'd like to take this opportunity to thank them so thank you Gwormies (that's what they call themselves) I owe you one. Or three. Or two and three quarters, to get technical ... yeah, i didn't mean to squish you like that. Sorry. *tummy rumbles* sorry! Hungry!! It's been a while you see! ANd even if the beetles had offered to sacrifice themselves, I couldn't have brought myself to eat their sweet smiles ... And then I was free! Seeing that I was in the middle of somewhere, it took a while to trudge homeward. Trust me (or don't) it wasn't easy. Especially when I realised that I'd gone 34 miles in the wrong direction, towards the centre of the earth (well it gets confusing after being underground so long! Besides I'd gotten used to it, so it was comforting). But then - to my luck - I found a rollerskate! (yes, just one) So after that, I was here in no time. It was quite an amazing display of balance if I do say so myself. But you never know, my ordeal may not be over ...
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