Buena Vista Social Club.
Two weeks! Crime!
My only wish is for someone to come up to me, who knows what's going to happen, and really knows, not just relates it to 'what happened to them'. You know, one of those tarot-folk-such-like. And they'll tell me what's going to happen. Because currently I cant decide between walking away like everyone says, and what my insides are doing, which is the complete opposite. Even my stomach seems in some kind of ridiculous love.
I went trampolining last night until my brain hurt and my bladder nearly gave in. I woke up only an hour ago so all my early morning revision plans have gone out of the window. I am absolutely in love with Josephine Foster and thought listening to Bon Iver would suck some of the bile out of this wound. I think it's too early to tell.
Her: "Go find another lover;
To bring a... to string along!"
"With all your lies,You're still very lovable."
I'm being all over the place will people, with important tasks like revision for my exam in a week. The assignment I still havent handed in. I'm just too busy working, then going out and about and seeing as many people as I can. But still I end up neglecting others. I feel flitty and unsure about where the hell I'm going. I'm not sure why when I tell my dad I want to revise all day he feels the need to RIP THE SHIT OUT OF THE BATHROOM next to my room.
It's time for a cigarette.
I've made two exquisite birthday cards and my mood has subsided somewhat. Gonna have a shower, learn some more Japanese, and then go a-delivering. Then if Sian is willing, I shall offer her crumpets in exchange for more Trampoline time. GOOD friday.
My only wish is for someone to come up to me, who knows what's going to happen, and really knows, not just relates it to 'what happened to them'. You know, one of those tarot-folk-such-like. And they'll tell me what's going to happen. Because currently I cant decide between walking away like everyone says, and what my insides are doing, which is the complete opposite. Even my stomach seems in some kind of ridiculous love.
I went trampolining last night until my brain hurt and my bladder nearly gave in. I woke up only an hour ago so all my early morning revision plans have gone out of the window. I am absolutely in love with Josephine Foster and thought listening to Bon Iver would suck some of the bile out of this wound. I think it's too early to tell.
Her: "Go find another lover;
To bring a... to string along!"
"With all your lies,You're still very lovable."
I'm being all over the place will people, with important tasks like revision for my exam in a week. The assignment I still havent handed in. I'm just too busy working, then going out and about and seeing as many people as I can. But still I end up neglecting others. I feel flitty and unsure about where the hell I'm going. I'm not sure why when I tell my dad I want to revise all day he feels the need to RIP THE SHIT OUT OF THE BATHROOM next to my room.
It's time for a cigarette.
I've made two exquisite birthday cards and my mood has subsided somewhat. Gonna have a shower, learn some more Japanese, and then go a-delivering. Then if Sian is willing, I shall offer her crumpets in exchange for more Trampoline time. GOOD friday.