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Thu, 14 Aug 2008 08:16:11 GMT

The other week my friend pointed out to me that not once have I ever looked forward to going on a date with someone. Apparently I usually sound really put out "I have to go on a date tomorrow -_-"

I was like HEY! Of course I have!

um................ actually!

Yeah it's pretty sad. I really can't recall ever looking forward to meeting up with someone.

Is it the subconscious giving up? Knowing it probably won't go anywhere? Is it because of the medium through which I'm meeting these people (profile sites)? Or is it that I simply have never been on an interesting date? Or is it the fact that Steve doesn't enjoy anything EVER?? (shush Luke).

So I've been asked out for what's basically drinks tomorrow with some guy who seems interested. But the first thing on my mind is "i wonder when i'll get to leave and go home"

All I've ever wanted is to not be single yet I don't really give anything a chance. I'm quick to decide that i'm not interested. I barely make a connection with anyone nowadays. Am I still trying to get over someone? Argh. Stupid brain.

I'm fucking infuriating.

Never a truer word spoken......

Tue, 12 Aug 2008 13:51:56 GMT

But we shouldn’t be suprised that Jimmy Hill is evil and mad, because all people that are involved in the business of football, or play football, or go and support it, or watch it on television, or even know anything about it, are filthy, reactionary scum.

—Stewart Lee

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Tue, 29 Jul 2008 13:52:01 GMT

You're the one who sees everything, aren't you?

this song kinda resonates with me at the moment

Fri, 30 May 2008 12:30:00 GMT

Download here

http://hypem.com/track/550343

Regina Spektor - The Call

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry
I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before
All you can do is try to know who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light
You'll come back when it's over
No need to say goodbye

You'll come back when it's over
No need to say goodbye

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes
You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say goodbye

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say goodbye

The Cookie Analogy

Mon, 24 Mar 2008 10:29:44 GMT

BUFFY: You know, in the midst of all this insanity, a couple of things are actually starting to make sense. And the guy thing? (sighs) I always feared there was something wrong with me. You know, because I couldn't make it work. But maybe I'm not supposed to.

ANGEL: Because you're the Slayer.

BUFFY: Because... okay. I'm cookie dough. I'm not done baking. I'm not finished becoming whoever the hell it is I'm going to turn out to be. I make it through this and the next thing and the next thing and maybe one day I turn around and realize I'm ready. I'm cookies! And then, you know, if I want someone to eat m... (covers) er enjoy warm, delicious cookie-me, then that's fine. That'll be then. When I'm done.

ANGEL: Any thoughts on who might enjoy... do I have to go with the cookie analogy?

BUFFY: I'm not really thinking that far ahead. That's kinda the point.

Tsumaranai

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 10:44:10 GMT

Yeah, that's the end of another pointless journal.

Just use this account to comment now.

Toodles.

Boku wa tsuyoi naritai~

Fri, 08 Feb 2008 14:17:33 GMT

Hmm, was looking through my livejournal at entries from around the time I found that I just got the job in Leeds and was then researching moving there.

February 17th 2005

gay male wanted for Single room available in large spacious house sharing with 4 other males. house includes washer / dryer, central heating, fan assisted oven. Rent is 211 per month including council tax. ideally situated close to the city centre. 5 mins bus journey.

I remember showing my mum and she was like "oh wouldn't that be nice dear?" I was like - god living in a house full of gay men would be AWFUL! "would it really? don't be silly?" LOL. The moral of the story is my parents rock :p On a sidenote....i ended up checking the place out and it was a dive. Apparently 2 gay guys from New Zealand lived there and i never got a chance to meet them!!!!!!!! ARG!

Fucking hell £211 per month. I've been living in London so long I can't even comprehend paying as little as that for rent.

According to Sarah, apparently when I lived in Leeds I " was just skinny and anxious" LOL. What a description! Now i'm just a ball of anger waiting to explode on any unsuspecting commuters!

and.....OMG my Sia tickets for April just arrived. They are the gayest looking tickets I have ever had. omg can't wait :D

daikirai na boku juukyuu-sai

Thu, 31 Jan 2008 15:18:46 GMT

The title of this entry translates to "I hated myself when I was 19". Today I am feeling really reflective and nostalgic for some reason (potential large entry coming up) This caused me to look back at my livejournal and I was surprised to find that my entries went back as far as 2001 (I was in my 2nd year of University then)....and my god what a complete whiney fucknut. Like seriously, I want to go back in time and smack myself about a bit. My friends must have been so annoyed reading them....I know I bloody am! Anyway, a question to you bloggers. How long have you been blogging for and did you ever look back and think "wtf did I write that!?!?" and just want to hide under a rock out of embarassment? Or is it just me? :p

and I look back and you know what? I've come such a long way and life is damn good right now! Although some things will always be there to get me down......I'm looking forward to the rest of 2008!

I like this song....not sure why it's quite unusual....but yeah. Was used as the theme song for the anime show xxxHolic which I quite enjoyed. The song fits the show perfectly...although I was disturbed when I watched the music video to find it's about a guy raping a girl.......what the hell? Go look on youtube i fyou are curious! I haven't watched an anime series in quite a long time. Weekly downloads of Bleach and Naruto do not count! Actually, I hardly play videogames too......since I moved to Woolwich I've been extra sociable. Back in canary wharf I would just veg on the couch and people would have to beg me to come out lol!

he's but a falling leaf

Sun, 27 Jan 2008 19:54:42 GMT

During a conversation with Eric, joking about boys and the things they make us do I was reminded that I once wrote a poem during a particularly bad part of my life (the only one I've ever written...as I'm not the most creative of people). Eric, finding this amusing requested that I dig it out for his perusal. Besides obviously laughing at my pain and the fact I actually wrote a poem, Eric suggested I write another....possibly for further ammunition. So I now give to you my 2nd poem. There's a reason the poem is called Untitled - to be pretentious.....though I don't think I can get anymore pretentious with the Norse mythology reference lol

There's a vague sexual reference in there that was unintentional and every time I tried to change it....it just didn't feel right - so it stays :p

Untitled (Yggdrasil)

bursting with colour
sighing to the sky

coming and going
leaning and crying
cramming my cavity
with your life's breeze

carve yourself
prove that you were here
immaculate child
soon to be resting in anothers shade

another spin and I'll be free
planted in someones heart
blinded by that sunshine smile
instead of the starless sky

No
rooted you shall be
primed with a new set of leaves
waiting to fall apart all over
Again

Be Kind.

Em J just read it and walked downstairs in some kind of despair-like trance.

kit kats (flings) and kit kat chunkys (relationships)

Thu, 10 Jan 2008 22:48:49 GMT

kit kat chunkys are not all they're cracked up to be. reasons:

1)
too sweet, normal kit kats have just the right amount of sugar. its
gets to the point where you just cant face another bite of the sickly
sweetness, like its rotting you from the inside.

2) they cause way more mess than usual, ruining your life and staining your clothes.

3)
when you open them you usually find out they're damaged goods. cracked
on the inside, outside or all the way through. irrepairably damaged in
a way no one can possible fix because some other bastard got hold of
them first and stomped on their wrapper, making them snap and turn into
a irrecognisable image of their former kit kat self. or they just
dropped them with no warning, abandoning them, leaving them alone and
broken.