They'll never be lonely, never be lonely, never be lonely etc. Quite a shit song really.
The title to the blog is aimed at you, the reader. You just don't know what it feels like to be lonely. Only one friend remembers me, Humaira (I would link you, but I have forgotten how). It is by a terrible band called The Feeling, who I think are the ugliest band in the world. I am not a judgemental person (ahem...), but seriously, have a look at them. You got your Edward Scissorhands, you got your Scarecrow from the Wizard of Oz, the list goes on really. I saw them on that pitiful Charlotte Church show, and she (cringingly) performs with the guest band at the time. lol at her warbling "nhhheevvvaaahhhh beeee lhhhoowwwneeeleeeeee" in her opera voice all over it, making it worse than it was already. Jesus, people.
I have decided to reinstate this journal. So be warned. If you wish to defriend me, please do so. Chances are, if you can't remember me, I can't remember you either. And I wouldn't want that to clutter up my friends page either. So, yes.
After graduating from Exeter University, I moved randomly to Bristol for a year. A year of turbulence. A year where I cleverly nicknamed admin, badmin. Clever. Though it was a fun year in many ways, I have decided to return to Exeter in September to reclaim my youth and move in with some good friends. I think I deserve at least one more year of dossing. Speaking of dossing, I like how I am currently on job seeker's allowance. The utter shame of it. The only place open in daylight hours that actually has bouncers because of some of the scummy people in there. I liked the obvious crack/smack addict in there last time who decided to rearrange all the chairs and had to keep being man handled by the bouncers. Nice. So I got her number and made a jolly good old time of it afterwards /lies.
I realise my icon does not match the green colours. Apparently all my other icons are 'inactive' at the moment. Maybe they have taken inspiration from my brain? It has been inactive for a number of years now. Good stuff.
I have decided to reinstate this journal. So be warned. If you wish to defriend me, please do so. Chances are, if you can't remember me, I can't remember you either. And I wouldn't want that to clutter up my friends page either. So, yes.
After graduating from Exeter University, I moved randomly to Bristol for a year. A year of turbulence. A year where I cleverly nicknamed admin, badmin. Clever. Though it was a fun year in many ways, I have decided to return to Exeter in September to reclaim my youth and move in with some good friends. I think I deserve at least one more year of dossing. Speaking of dossing, I like how I am currently on job seeker's allowance. The utter shame of it. The only place open in daylight hours that actually has bouncers because of some of the scummy people in there. I liked the obvious crack/smack addict in there last time who decided to rearrange all the chairs and had to keep being man handled by the bouncers. Nice. So I got her number and made a jolly good old time of it afterwards /lies.
I realise my icon does not match the green colours. Apparently all my other icons are 'inactive' at the moment. Maybe they have taken inspiration from my brain? It has been inactive for a number of years now. Good stuff.