so its my birthday.

Happy Birthday, to me.

J called me to wish me a happy birthday. it was so antiseptic and cold. well no, thats not entirely true. we talked about things going on, true. mostly he talked about himself.

but we were so antiseptic and cold. so foreign and disconnected. so diplomatic and severed ( Read more... )

J and i broke up.

or, rather. J broke up with me.

something about how our relationship "has run its course".

which i suppose is guyspeak for something is wrong, but i can't be arsed to fix itso cold. so nonchalant. so political and tidy. something you'd expect from Bill O'Reilly or something. not from a 23 year old you'd been with for over two ( Read more... )

i've always known i was growing up. i never shied away from it, in fact i welcomed it with great relish ( Read more... )

it is my last night here ( Read more... )

i don't wanna, i don't wanna, i don't wanna, i don't wanna, i don't wanna, i don't wanna, i don't wanna ( Read more... )

i'm having a hard time concentrating ( Read more... )

i woke up to the sound of falling rain.

it was quite lovely. i sat in bed with a cup of tea, a book, and Pete Yorn singing sweet nothings into my ear.

then i realized exams aren't over.

fuckthe first two were okay. i walked out of them feeling brain-dead but triumphant ( Read more... )

i know i should be revising. after all, i have 3 exams in the span of 24 hours.

i spent the entire day yesterday (from 10am - 1am) studying Forensic Psychology. do i feel confident? of course not. i still am not done. but lets not worry about that yet.

i just realized that i spent most of Sunday studying the wrong thing for my Individual ( Read more... )

the night before the exams i had every intention of getting to bed early. i left the comfort of Adell's bed and climbed into my own (which swam with memories of revising).

five hours later, at the lovely hour of three-thirty in the morning i lay in the same position, wide-eyed ( Read more... )

my next Nervous Breakdown is scheduled for 2.00pm, Friday 19th May.

you will recognise this as a nervous breakdown, as i will be curled up in a fetal position on the floor, rocking back and forth and whimpering "Mummy" over and over again.

and adell will be right next to me, taking a polaroid photo of this momentus occasion.