about you now.
urgh my nan said she was going to start turning the internet off when she goes to bed, i am very annoyed! i know i'm being ungrateful but i have nothing else to do apart from rot on the internet and feel sorry for myself! and she goes to bed way earlier than me. maybe this will encourage me to do other things though! i do have five books to finish and when i was on the IOW and internetless i read fuck loads. so that's the fellowship of the rings, the day of the triffids, everything's eventual, enduring love and eragon to wade through. plus fuck loads of college work to do. booo. oh and i suppose i can work on the dwindling NaNoWriMo plot that came to me the other day. got a feeling it's a proper rip off of a Stephen King novel though.
and i want to learn the guitar and how to use my camera properly. it bothers me that i have no talents. i woke up from a nap earlier and had this really horrible, black feeling. like i was completely useless and i really didn't want to continue going to college, going to work, going to college, going to work and trying to fit in my non-existent social life around everything. i think i'm having a bit of an identity crisis and there's nobody here i can talk to. i don't mean online, in real life, like. it's a bit daunting.
whine whine whine. sorry. but i think i am overdue for a bit of an emo breakdown. on the bright side (if you're not me) tomorrow's that open evening at college where i have to dress up Shakespearian style (complete with pantaloons and tights) so expect some awful, hilarious, social suicide pictures. maybe.
but for now here's a picture that james (the cunt) took ages ago of me, i like it.
this is how i need to use my camera. FOR THE FORCES OF GOOD, however.
and i want to learn the guitar and how to use my camera properly. it bothers me that i have no talents. i woke up from a nap earlier and had this really horrible, black feeling. like i was completely useless and i really didn't want to continue going to college, going to work, going to college, going to work and trying to fit in my non-existent social life around everything. i think i'm having a bit of an identity crisis and there's nobody here i can talk to. i don't mean online, in real life, like. it's a bit daunting.
whine whine whine. sorry. but i think i am overdue for a bit of an emo breakdown. on the bright side (if you're not me) tomorrow's that open evening at college where i have to dress up Shakespearian style (complete with pantaloons and tights) so expect some awful, hilarious, social suicide pictures. maybe.
but for now here's a picture that james (the cunt) took ages ago of me, i like it.
this is how i need to use my camera. FOR THE FORCES OF GOOD, however.