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February 14th, 2006
09:40 pm
so i failed the same module twice and i'm not really sure what to do with myself. but staying in bed until 3pm, skipping lectures and developing a big red rash on my chin has been very much a part of my agenda over the last week. as has dumping the lovely guy i was seeing via mean aloof text message, getting horribly drunk by myself and vomitting intermittently. i want to go home forever.
on a neutral note, i got new glasses.
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February 2nd, 2006
09:46 pm - the mighty boosh
god how i love this show.
Bob Fossil: I have a problem. It's to do with the little man, the squashed-in French man, the naked little squashed up hairy boy! You know! With the hand feet
[shakes his hands to demonstrate]
Bob Fossil: The brown little hand foot man.
[makes face]
Howard Moon: The gorilla.
Bob Fossil: Yer!
Current Music: the gories
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January 7th, 2006
04:20 am - push in and push out
yesterday i had the best day. i flew over to london in the morning to hand my work in to uni, and then i flew back in the evening. i thought it was going to be horrible and stressful but i had a great time. i got all my stuff handed in and then i went to starbucks and then went to my house and hung out with my housemates and ate christmas tree decoration candy. one of our toilets is broken. but that's none of my business until i go back properly on the 18th. best not to think about it until then.
i'm so excited about my facial hair party. i'm going to get my moustache on just like nature intended. also i found the most amazing song, 'chicken walk' by hasil adkins. beck is getting really annoyed with me singing it all the time, probably because it just goes:
push in and push out
push in and push out
push in and push out
push in and push out
push in and push push push push out
it sounds like it's about humping but apparently it's about walking like a chicken.
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January 1st, 2006
09:38 pm - 2 things about 2006 have already made me feel sick.
my mum is baking a cake with mayonnaise in it. and when i asked her why she got really angry and defensive about it. also last night i couldn't get a taxi so she gave me a lift home from the party i was at. i very carefully explained to her just to wait in the car and not honk the horn and i'd come straight out but she couldn't help herself, and just as i was about to leave, someone came in the room and shouted 'DEB YOUR MUM IS AT THE DOOR!!!'. but it's hard to be angry at someone who waits up half the night to chauffeur you home from a party. also when i got up to my room it turned out she had hoovered, changed my sheets and done my washing for me. there are perks and bad aspects to being back home, i'm apprehensive about the mayonnaise cake especially. oh, and also, when i asked her what she was doing at midnight she said 'giving your father a big snog!'. i know maybe i should be grateful that my parents have decided they like eachother, but seriously. vomit.
i hope everyone had a fun new years eve!
Current Music: spinto band - mandy
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December 25th, 2005
06:00 pm - sexmas
yaaaaaaaaaay christmas. i really took them to the cleaners this year. i hope everybody did as well as me.
anyway, my sister got me a suicide girls membership, so, unless any of you happen to be closeted hot naked chicks, see you losers later.
Current Mood:  soooooo fat
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July 27th, 2005
07:19 pm
it pretty much seems like you can't make a cup of tea in this house without there being a lump of something at the bottom of it, and you know that feeling where you have the sensation of something going down your throat and you don't know what it is and you weren't expecting it. because tea is a liquid and not a solid, so why would your throat be expecting to feel hard things as you swallow. i am getting sick of this, as in to my stomach and also pissed off, because it's a disgrace. i had to beg my mum to get some thick bleach so i could clean the ring from around the bath which she claimed was uncleanable. it's no wonder i have chronic illnesses. there was a massive earwig on the kettle this morning and there's a nest of fruit flies breeding in the compost bin - which is indoors! the other day my sister and i spent the evening trying to catch them in our fists. fruit flies are especially gross because they fly really slowly like they're drunk, and they always want to get so close to your face. my mum has gone crazy with recycling and so we're not allowed to throw anything out and the house is full of rotting meat cartons and old yoghurt pots full of furry blue yoghurt. then there's her rule about keeping food until at least a week after the best before date. she is a real jew but in none of the good ways, she's all of the cheap and none of the houseproud. also i accidentally looked under the microwave the other day when i was putting my washing in the machine and oh man, it's like insect mecca or something, except where all the insects come to gorge themselves to death.
i feel really sick when i look at this but i think i need to be so graphic.
Current Mood:  like stuff is crawling on me
Current Music: a mighty wind
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April 16th, 2005
08:47 pm
decided to do some recording, if you click the link and click 'listen' you can hear. i mean, like... if you want to. fine.
true love will find you in the end (daniel johnston)
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March 22nd, 2005
02:35 am - no foolin'
so i went ahead and got drunk all day by myself, and now i feel like a fucking crapload of shit. ed rang me earlier and i have no idea what in the hell i must have said to him. i can't even begin to guess. i really want to ring him up and apologise for whatever it was but i don't think i'm sober yet and also it's like 2.30am. i can understand the allure of drinking by yourself if you're an alcoholic, it makes the time pass hell of quickly. i've just been sitting around here since three o'clock talking and laughing loudly to myself and rolling around on my bed and i haven't been bored once. now i'm thinking that was a pretty depressing thing for me to have done. i feel just as crap and useless as i did when i woke up this morning. at the time it felt like the right thing to do though, i even just coincidentally had my passport in my handbag as i was passing the off-license, i pretty much took that as an omen. andy didn't even come over, i think he's a liar. but that's ok, i'm the best ever when i'm drunk. hey, don't think i'll be keeping that 9am doctor's appointment.
Current Mood:  kind of ashamed & sick but ok
Current Music: stevie wonder - uptight
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March 6th, 2005
08:10 pm - mothers day etc
i said goodbye to mum today and i feel real bad because i didn't stand up to hug her. we were on the train and i felt like i was going to barf so i didn't really want to move. i took her for curry in brick lane and i think is disagreed with me, my belly is delicate at the moment. i didn't want to tell her i felt sick in case she started worrying. she was fussing over me the whole weekend, doing silly things like offering me her gloves when i was cold. i don't think she was prepared for seeing me all growed up and living a life of my own. not that i am that much or anything. she went all weird when i was taking her places on the tube, she kept saying 'it's very funny having you leading me around the place!'. i suppose everything is different now. and i've become really intolerant of dealing with other people in general, i'm used to suiting myself all the time. i was surprised at how often i lost my patience about stupid things, like when we couldn't find a restaurant we were looking for in covent garden i started freaking out and shouting. i can't decide if it's a good or a bad thing, i mean at least i'm not a pushover anymore.
i got some new clothes in covent garden, including this old man's cardigan. i've really gotten into cardigans lately. but what i really want is this. thankfully i'll probably never find it anywhere. i fell in love with some frames in this mega posh glasses shop. i haven't been able to find ones i like since i sat on my old ones and crushed them to death. they'd cost £300 with lenses and everything. am i mental if i'm willing to pay that much? it's tearing me apart. i need glasses. but £300. i don't understand why the only nice glasses are designer glasses. it makes no sense, they're just plastic. surely they could be recreated so cheaply by the regular glasses shops. if anyone knows a cheap place to get nice glasses in london please let me know. you know the kind i mean.
i dyed my hair black and made a huge mess of the bathroom, i couldn't sleep last night thinking about it. jars what gets dye off the walls?
also:
01. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.
02. I will then tell what song[s]/movie[s]/book[s] remind me of you.
03. Next, I will tell you who you remind me of, celebrity/animated or otherwise.
04. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
05. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
06. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
07. I'll then tell you of a quote that comes to mind when I think of you.
08. Put this in your journal.
Current Mood:  curry, blergh
Current Music: erin mckeown - the little cowboy
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February 11th, 2005
12:25 pm - belly full of sun juice.
i have a headache. the plumber just called around to fix the smell in the shower (yes... it's still there). he was kind of cute, it wasn't my usual guy. my usual guy probably refused to see me. i've become fairly pod-proud, i'm trying to keep it tidy and clean. i discovered today why my carpet is always covered in hair and toenails, even after i hoover. it's because the residential services hoover doesn't actually suck anything up. sure, it makes all the right noises but when i waved my hand in front of the sucky part just now there wasn't even the faintest feeling of suction. all i've been doing is spreading the filth around the place like an idiot. i wish i'd had the sense to check it out before now.
Current Mood:  stupid
Current Music: cftpa - twinkle echo
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