I really can't motivate myself to study today- it's terrible! I opened my books, sorted out my pens (do not ask why) and turned on my computer... all ready.
So what stopped me? Did I need to clean the mirror in my bedroom? Did I absolutely have to sort through the newspapers in my room? Did I have to watch Sky News headlines for the second time today? All of the answers are a resounding No....
Oh I could be doomed to failure.....
Then I had to go to work, which is where I am located right now and when the mood to study strikes it will have to beaten back down.... way down, my priorities are the ink cartridges right now. Oh wouldn't Mother be proud.
Best Friend Boy #1 has finished his exams as of yesterday, lucky blighter- am considering having having him taken out, there he was, drunk, in the living room happy out while I tried to understand why Fanny Price was such a wimp- and a wimp she was, or so spark notes tell me.
My brother just text me asking how I was getting on. I replied with "I believe it is the end of the world as we know it in terms of my academic career, I have a temperature of about 300 and I cannot find my house key".
His response:
"Gr8! C U Fri!"
bastard.....
Tuesday
Thursday
I ask alot of those "what would you do to save my life..." kind of questions. I like to test the boundaries of my friendships. It's not a reassurance issue, as I once thought it was. I am merely narrowing down how God plans on endangering my life. It's interesting some of the answers I get.....
Today I work in a basement when the sun is shining and making everyone happy and smiling, in a karmaric world I should be pissed, but I don't actually mind working. I make money and I get to bebo stalk... oh and I "study". I also ring my mother to see how she is in this world. Funny lady that one. "Gimme a minute while I strain the spuds"..... I swear the same thing was said to me when I was seven years old and I wanted her opinion on my 14 plaits that I had weaved into my now aching scalp....
Some things will never change and for that... I am happy.....
Today I work in a basement when the sun is shining and making everyone happy and smiling, in a karmaric world I should be pissed, but I don't actually mind working. I make money and I get to bebo stalk... oh and I "study". I also ring my mother to see how she is in this world. Funny lady that one. "Gimme a minute while I strain the spuds"..... I swear the same thing was said to me when I was seven years old and I wanted her opinion on my 14 plaits that I had weaved into my now aching scalp....
Some things will never change and for that... I am happy.....
Saturday
I started uploading music onto my itunes at 1am in order to make myself feel more productive and sleep worthy.
I have turned 21 this week and I do not honestly feel any different- I still like lollipops, smile when I get a text, think the dark is scary and jump when best friend boy #1 scares me. Maturity is in the eye of the beholder or something... I think I could be blind. This is not a metaphor- I was in at specsavers today, I lost my glasses about three months ago and am now plagued with headaches- so off with me for the eye test- opticians are great- they stare at you, turn on and off lights and then tell you because you read and use the computer so much you will need a 4 million euro prescription.... honest to God that is the price of these things.
Spent sometime today discussing what is wrong with children in this age- I believe we actually used the phrase "in my day".... that's when it's time to shut up.
My parents are amazing- I just want to say that. They overcome EVERYTHING and then they manage to celebrate everything, even a birthday that shouldn't be that concerned with. If I am half as good a parent I think I will be delighted- sentimental for just a second I guess......
Most important thing about my birthday is I got a set of bongos......... yep.... and they go between my legs.
I have turned 21 this week and I do not honestly feel any different- I still like lollipops, smile when I get a text, think the dark is scary and jump when best friend boy #1 scares me. Maturity is in the eye of the beholder or something... I think I could be blind. This is not a metaphor- I was in at specsavers today, I lost my glasses about three months ago and am now plagued with headaches- so off with me for the eye test- opticians are great- they stare at you, turn on and off lights and then tell you because you read and use the computer so much you will need a 4 million euro prescription.... honest to God that is the price of these things.
Spent sometime today discussing what is wrong with children in this age- I believe we actually used the phrase "in my day".... that's when it's time to shut up.
My parents are amazing- I just want to say that. They overcome EVERYTHING and then they manage to celebrate everything, even a birthday that shouldn't be that concerned with. If I am half as good a parent I think I will be delighted- sentimental for just a second I guess......
Most important thing about my birthday is I got a set of bongos......... yep.... and they go between my legs.
Tuesday
Everything is getting on my nerves today- am sitting here typing this and someone is eating a bag of crisps... and I believe I want to have them killed if they crunch ONE MORE TIME.
It has been so long since I have blogged it up properly- been really busy with the show (which went fantastically well) and also just in general. Everytime I meant to type something here I would log in and then there would be nothing in my mind that I felt like writing about.
And yet alot of things have happened!
Have you ever overshared- known you shouldn't have and even said as much to the person you were ranting at and yet when you have finished you felt better? That happened to me- the big gay that I am. I just started talking and before I knew it I had shared everything! I didn't mean it and I had no idea how it started but yes... I was a girl. I am between two minds whether it was a good move or not.
hmmmmm
It has been so long since I have blogged it up properly- been really busy with the show (which went fantastically well) and also just in general. Everytime I meant to type something here I would log in and then there would be nothing in my mind that I felt like writing about.
And yet alot of things have happened!
Have you ever overshared- known you shouldn't have and even said as much to the person you were ranting at and yet when you have finished you felt better? That happened to me- the big gay that I am. I just started talking and before I knew it I had shared everything! I didn't mean it and I had no idea how it started but yes... I was a girl. I am between two minds whether it was a good move or not.
hmmmmm
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