First thing, someone on facebook mentioned the Departed which is probably the only mafia/gangster/thriller movie I have no only endured, but repeatedly watched because I love it. Seriously, it is packed with huge names which I can't remember because I'm a faces not names person and it's such black humour too. Jack Nicholson. Can't remember the rest. I want to say Matt Damon but it's probably not, let's face it.
Next would be...something important...Went home early today. I literally did less interesting things than I would have done at school. I watched loose women, I watched Leap Year and I read Cosmo. My life could not be any more mundane.
I feel fat and unhealthy.
Chocolate milkshake is one of the worst things to spill onto your clothes or hands, it's the most foul smelling residue I've had to sit with. It was just really funky smelling and didn't come off my hands for ages. Be careful with your shakes people!
Oh, Evo. That was the important thing. Okay it wasn't, but to me it was. People do not understand my use of the words Morn, Avo and Evo. Simple answer - nobody created shortened versions of Morning, Afternoon and Evening (which are pretty long words for common use or texting) so behold, Morn, Avo, Evo. Great aren't they, they look so adorable when written in a set!
My computer gave me a heart attack earlier. I (gently) threw it onto the bed to go get a drink and it decided to turn off. Then it wouldn't turn back on. I had to shuffled the battery in and out twice, press the power button about fourty times and shake it like a polaroid picture before it showed any signs of life. But we're okay now aren't we lappy?
And lastly, I think I was hypnotised when not paying attention to have a wildly erratic reaction to doorbells. If a doorbell goes I literally jump out of my skin and want to answer it more than I want to live. I cannot stand people who are slow to the door. Don't try and stop me! That little bing-bong just sends me into a little fit of despair and frantic scrabbling. Urgh.
That is all, goodnight!
P.s Should I make this blog public? Don't have to comment, just tell me in one way or another. Commenting is effort to check XD
Showing posts with label random. Show all posts
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Friday, 4 March 2011
Sunday, 2 January 2011
Post 199
I like that number. This is going to be a random blog, I can't be arsed with structure today, that's what my whole day lacked.
I've started talking to my diary more again, she's new. Red leather bound and called Cherie, I think she's a new favourite. Gives me wrist cramp to write it but it means I do small bursts throughout the day so I don't miss some of the thoughts that pop into my head. I have addressed many things today such as how revision seems futile in the face of exams, how much my friends mean to me, would I still choose Joe if we were on take me out, would he still choose me, what I'd want to happen if I was brain dead, why Alice in Wonderland is so awesome and soon I'm probably going to write about a few things I want to happen when I'm older.
Those are things like I want to own a chair that is specifically for reading and phone calls, a big comfy one or a Freud lounger or something, and I want a bookcase full of favourites to dip into like never ending chocolates. I'm torn over whether I want to own a cat or not, I don't know if the life I want is suited for pets.
What other things have crossed my mind today?... Hum. Oh another thing I want to own is a big wooden chest, perhaps with a combination lock on. I'm going to store all of my diaries in it like a treasure trove and hopefully stop myself reading back. Maybe one day they'll come in handy. Or at least they'll all be in one place so easy to save in a fire. I won't be having all my darlings burn to a crisp. Poor Sian, Valentine, Romeo, Book of nonsense one and two, Nikki, Mira, Beau, Belle, Cherie and all of the rest.
I've had a few quotes of the day today, ones I tend to fixate on because they come up that day. Todays are "you shape your life, no-one else" "It's never too late to be who you might have been" and "Nothing is achieved with tears". The last was said by the caterpillar in the newest Alice in Wonderland film, which I watched today as you might've guessed. In fact I'll type up that diary entry.
"I love Alice in Wonderland,It's amazing that this mad old story came from one man's mind. It's so clever with it's poetry, riddles and rhymes.The new movie captures all of the magic and madness but none of the cleverness. And it doesn't follow the story line. At least the first movie tries." So there you go, that's my opinions for you.
Bored now. Let's play a game! I'll slide a bookmark into my old diary, Nikki and promise to type up whatever I land on. Here goes! Actually, I've done that three times and each one was very private and had a secret thought in so I won't type them. So much for that. Oh well. It was fun for me :D.
Let's play a different game! I'll slide a bookmark into N.G's Pleasure and will type up that page so you have some lovely advice and whatnot to live by. :D Let's go!
"Passion craves quietness, security and calm - states hard to attain in romantic love. And sometimes, as the worm turns, hurting is a way of holding someone. Suicide can be a way of hurting. Why did Ian choose to stain his lover's future so much? Isn't true love a desire for the other person's happiness? Why did I want to do it? Among other things, to stamp my fiance's life forever with the memory what what he'd done to me. I thought, once, that there was something so passionate and brave about what Ian had done. Now I just wish he'd grown up and known other women - journeyed to a point where he could look back and laugh. I wonder, years later, if he could reflect on his actions and he'd think, 'Damn it, why did I do it? For her?'. I suspect he would. And that breaks my heart."
So there you go, don't commit suicide to stain someone elses life. It's a foolish decision. As Bertrand Russell said, love is wise and hatred is foolish. Actually that's no so fitting now I think about it.
Anyways, blog over. I'm satisfied that I have rambled enough.
I've started talking to my diary more again, she's new. Red leather bound and called Cherie, I think she's a new favourite. Gives me wrist cramp to write it but it means I do small bursts throughout the day so I don't miss some of the thoughts that pop into my head. I have addressed many things today such as how revision seems futile in the face of exams, how much my friends mean to me, would I still choose Joe if we were on take me out, would he still choose me, what I'd want to happen if I was brain dead, why Alice in Wonderland is so awesome and soon I'm probably going to write about a few things I want to happen when I'm older.
Those are things like I want to own a chair that is specifically for reading and phone calls, a big comfy one or a Freud lounger or something, and I want a bookcase full of favourites to dip into like never ending chocolates. I'm torn over whether I want to own a cat or not, I don't know if the life I want is suited for pets.
What other things have crossed my mind today?... Hum. Oh another thing I want to own is a big wooden chest, perhaps with a combination lock on. I'm going to store all of my diaries in it like a treasure trove and hopefully stop myself reading back. Maybe one day they'll come in handy. Or at least they'll all be in one place so easy to save in a fire. I won't be having all my darlings burn to a crisp. Poor Sian, Valentine, Romeo, Book of nonsense one and two, Nikki, Mira, Beau, Belle, Cherie and all of the rest.
I've had a few quotes of the day today, ones I tend to fixate on because they come up that day. Todays are "you shape your life, no-one else" "It's never too late to be who you might have been" and "Nothing is achieved with tears". The last was said by the caterpillar in the newest Alice in Wonderland film, which I watched today as you might've guessed. In fact I'll type up that diary entry.
"I love Alice in Wonderland,It's amazing that this mad old story came from one man's mind. It's so clever with it's poetry, riddles and rhymes.The new movie captures all of the magic and madness but none of the cleverness. And it doesn't follow the story line. At least the first movie tries." So there you go, that's my opinions for you.
Bored now. Let's play a game! I'll slide a bookmark into my old diary, Nikki and promise to type up whatever I land on. Here goes! Actually, I've done that three times and each one was very private and had a secret thought in so I won't type them. So much for that. Oh well. It was fun for me :D.
Let's play a different game! I'll slide a bookmark into N.G's Pleasure and will type up that page so you have some lovely advice and whatnot to live by. :D Let's go!
"Passion craves quietness, security and calm - states hard to attain in romantic love. And sometimes, as the worm turns, hurting is a way of holding someone. Suicide can be a way of hurting. Why did Ian choose to stain his lover's future so much? Isn't true love a desire for the other person's happiness? Why did I want to do it? Among other things, to stamp my fiance's life forever with the memory what what he'd done to me. I thought, once, that there was something so passionate and brave about what Ian had done. Now I just wish he'd grown up and known other women - journeyed to a point where he could look back and laugh. I wonder, years later, if he could reflect on his actions and he'd think, 'Damn it, why did I do it? For her?'. I suspect he would. And that breaks my heart."
So there you go, don't commit suicide to stain someone elses life. It's a foolish decision. As Bertrand Russell said, love is wise and hatred is foolish. Actually that's no so fitting now I think about it.
Anyways, blog over. I'm satisfied that I have rambled enough.
Thursday, 22 April 2010
Inner Monologue
Much too tired to post a real blog.
I love Twilight. Or rather I love the romance side of Twilight and not the action part, I want to skip that bit and just read the tantilising tension between Bella and Edward.
I wish I had more energy, more time in the day.
Stress levels are at an all time high.
I think too much.
I criticise too much, stick in reverie and self-analysis all the time.
I realised at last where all my clothes were going - my sister managed to steal about 5 pairs of undies, 3 shirts and 3 socks. Yes. Three socks, none of them matched. How annoying. She gave me some old tops though. Green, that's a new concept for me.
I wish I wore more colours.
I need sellotape to stick that bus ticket to the growing line of bus tickets. I'm pretty sure it's not normal to stick bus tickets in a line, side by side. Oh how I wish they were chronological. That was the word I lost the other day! Found it. Yay.
Oh, I organised my t-shirt draw today by style. I have vest top and tank top pile, normal tees pile and then collared or long top style. What fun, it make me so happy.
I saw my cousins today. One has put on loads of weight because of the medication she is on and the other has lost it by eating McDonalds. Crazyballs. Watch out for them.
Night!
I love Twilight. Or rather I love the romance side of Twilight and not the action part, I want to skip that bit and just read the tantilising tension between Bella and Edward.
I wish I had more energy, more time in the day.
Stress levels are at an all time high.
I think too much.
I criticise too much, stick in reverie and self-analysis all the time.
I realised at last where all my clothes were going - my sister managed to steal about 5 pairs of undies, 3 shirts and 3 socks. Yes. Three socks, none of them matched. How annoying. She gave me some old tops though. Green, that's a new concept for me.
I wish I wore more colours.
I need sellotape to stick that bus ticket to the growing line of bus tickets. I'm pretty sure it's not normal to stick bus tickets in a line, side by side. Oh how I wish they were chronological. That was the word I lost the other day! Found it. Yay.
Oh, I organised my t-shirt draw today by style. I have vest top and tank top pile, normal tees pile and then collared or long top style. What fun, it make me so happy.
I saw my cousins today. One has put on loads of weight because of the medication she is on and the other has lost it by eating McDonalds. Crazyballs. Watch out for them.
Night!
Sunday, 14 March 2010
5 Random Facts
Well I'm pretty happy at the moment, life is good. So I'm too fat with content to think up my own ideas. Here are five random facts that some of you may know and some of you may not. Enjoy!
1. I have three computers to my name. Sad! I know, but it partly stems from the whole parents being split up. I have one in my room at each house and I bought the netbook I'm using all by myself! So I'm pretty dependant on my computers but when my computer once broke and I couldn't use any of them, I did survive for almost two weeks. I read a heck of a lot of books but I survived!
2. I collect bus tickets. I don't think this is that random, but at the moment I have stuck them all together in a chain that is too long for me to hold with my arms spread wide. It's pretty cool actually. If anyone has bus tickets, please give them to me! I really like making ticket chains. Ha, weird.
3. My favourite place in the world is Skegness. It's trampy, it's cheap, it's cheesy. I love it to bits. I went there every year as a kid on holiday and my best memories were made there, I still remember the layout of the holiday park! I have had such great times there, I wish I could just go back whenever I liked.
4. I keep a diary because I can't keep secrets. I can't not tell people things. If I've done something, I find it incredibly hard to keep it from people and one of the only ways I can actually keep things from slipping is to write everything down. Even so, I tend to just word-puke my secrets all over people I barely know. It's so impossible for me to keep things when I was very awful and did something bad, I couldn't even write it in my diary or tell a soul. So I wrote it on a conker. I still have that conker as well.
5. My favourite drink is ice cold water. Water so cold it hurts your teeth, I love it. I drink so much cold water I end up shivering, it's amazing. Try it! Hence I find it insanely weird when Cheshire drinks hot water, it's like the complete opposite of amazing.
So there you go. You proabably could have figured all of those out in two minutes, but as I said - I blurt everything to people. This makes it incredibly hard to think of things that nobody knows!
Sucks. :D
1. I have three computers to my name. Sad! I know, but it partly stems from the whole parents being split up. I have one in my room at each house and I bought the netbook I'm using all by myself! So I'm pretty dependant on my computers but when my computer once broke and I couldn't use any of them, I did survive for almost two weeks. I read a heck of a lot of books but I survived!
2. I collect bus tickets. I don't think this is that random, but at the moment I have stuck them all together in a chain that is too long for me to hold with my arms spread wide. It's pretty cool actually. If anyone has bus tickets, please give them to me! I really like making ticket chains. Ha, weird.
3. My favourite place in the world is Skegness. It's trampy, it's cheap, it's cheesy. I love it to bits. I went there every year as a kid on holiday and my best memories were made there, I still remember the layout of the holiday park! I have had such great times there, I wish I could just go back whenever I liked.
4. I keep a diary because I can't keep secrets. I can't not tell people things. If I've done something, I find it incredibly hard to keep it from people and one of the only ways I can actually keep things from slipping is to write everything down. Even so, I tend to just word-puke my secrets all over people I barely know. It's so impossible for me to keep things when I was very awful and did something bad, I couldn't even write it in my diary or tell a soul. So I wrote it on a conker. I still have that conker as well.
5. My favourite drink is ice cold water. Water so cold it hurts your teeth, I love it. I drink so much cold water I end up shivering, it's amazing. Try it! Hence I find it insanely weird when Cheshire drinks hot water, it's like the complete opposite of amazing.
So there you go. You proabably could have figured all of those out in two minutes, but as I said - I blurt everything to people. This makes it incredibly hard to think of things that nobody knows!
Sucks. :D
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