this is not how i remember summer. or at least this week isn't. Not having enough to do is making me want start uni again. I've been baking a bit, working a lot. My mum says its doing me good not being frinetic. It really doesn't matter what she says because lacking things to do doesn't make me feel relaxed in the slightest, in the contrary i feel ( Read more... )

This term has been a different kettle of fish. Less small talk with more people. it might have been better really because more was done by way of foundations. my course is a certain waste of time i havent gained anything for doing it this whole term, this whole year maybe. I am having fun though things seemed to glue more this time around. I wonder ( Read more... )

The thing is, its even harder to convince yourself that these mundane batches of work and deadlines mean anything, when where you're headed next isn't affected by them at all. The boredom of exams nearly killed me this time. this weekend everyone is finally done and this weekend my mum is coming so the mix of mash ups and family should be an ( Read more... )

When i come here i gain respect for old people, and dread getting old all at the same time. Staying here 24 7 its easier to recognise the people they used to be before they aged, but thats disastrous too because its so clearly coming to all of us one day. I'm not worried about it, i'd just rather die when i can still eat soup and not linger for ( Read more... )

amaya missed her seminars and did not realise she had deadlines for this week so this week is gradually turning away from good times. Probably best to go home now anyway, escape the crack hole that floor 18 has become for a few weeks. Go to Texas perhaps? gah. I wonder if beechams over lemsip was the right choice. I'm not really sure what to do ( Read more... )

i've never had so much time and so little time. i'd say 90% of my time spent is largely unproductive. i have a sewing machine and big ideas, but that still amounts to nothing. even the reading thing has slowed for now because we have to plough through so much crap that my eyes refuse me after that. i want us to make a holiday decision for next ( Read more... )

its been raining here for the last 3 days straight. apparently it does for loads of the year because we are in the shadow of the pennines i have been informed. Manchester is okay, its still a bit up and down, in the sense that if you fancy having a quiet one it might be a lonely quiet one because everyone else is out out out. still, bits of it is a ( Read more... )

hoummus/hummus. anyway i wish i had some, probaby the red pepper one. not tired yet, my mum seems fairly sure i'll never sleep in a coordinated fashion again. i left my body clock behind in another land she thinks. on trying to enter the house silently and give them a bag in the hallway morning suprise, i wedged my arm in so far in my attempt to ( Read more... )

  i am  bored and because i am here by meseeelff and because i ave a sty on my eye and it is very painful. me and my dad were on a motorbike taxi last night and the man had no fuel, and didnt know where we were going and we were both wearing these absurd helmets that didnt fit at all and i had this pig balloon that he bought me, which is such that ( Read more... )

london isn't strange really. i think i might have found it a mini bit harder to settle in than others, but thats because i'm hardly there, more fucking map hopping. ha. glade, turns out, was fun, and drugs turns out, can be fun again, once you stop thinking about the fact that they might not be. the madness was gone though from there, admittedly ( Read more... )