Life update.
I feel like I could write an epic essay right now, but I'm hungry, my stomach is growling at me like a bear and I am mega tired. I'll try to keep it brief - for anyone and no one who reads this. I realise that I tend to be the only one that actually does. Still, it makes me feel better, so what does it matter?
What's going on at the moment?
Well, I'm getting my stuff together for uni in September. The excitement has finally hit me, now that I know I'll be semi-moving out of my house and living four hours north. I don't look forward to the week running up to when I actually leave - sickness, tears and panic. All such wonderful feelings...
It'll be a case of:
Crying - check.
Luggage - check.
iPod - check.
Laptop - check.
House DVD's - check.
Morrissey pillow case - check.
Mother - "Get out of my suitcase!"
Hmmm, other news?
I am/have been insanely bored to the point of despair. I've been finding myself daydreaming the strangest things and talking to myself a lot more than usual. Sure, I've had my fics and other forms of entertainment, but nothing is particularly satisfying me at the moment. I barely have the concentration to do anything at all, so finishing any fics is out of the question. Which actually sucks BIG TIME because it should be criminal to have so many half-finished fics strewn all over your desktop.
I have work tomorrow. Nothing unusual there apart from the abnormal amount of rage that seems to flood into my veins at the thought of waking up and putting on my uniform. I'm constantly running through ways I could get myself out of having to go into work - dreaming of throwing myself down the stairs (but then realising that some people actually DIE from doing that. And I don't think I want to die. Not at the moment), not hearing the bus coming over Morrissey's intoxicating voice blaring the oddly fitting words, "And if a double decker bus crashes into us...to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die" out of my iPod - which, coincidentally, was actually written on the t-shirt I was wearing today. Overall, I don't enjoy my job. I like the people, but I don't think I'll ever be happy unless, through some wonderful miracle, I find a way to earn a living by writing.
Funny things?
Ah, yes. Mainly my dreams. They really are the most extraordinary things and thankfully, they tend to happen when I'm in that semi-awake state just before I wake up (so I can recall most of what happens if I write it down quick enough) - which is probably why I wake up incredibly angry! If I wake halfway through something exciting, I'll try my best to remember it and will my brain to lose itself in that other world again, but it rarely ever happens. It's infuriating!
Still, I'm not even the biggest Harry Potter fan in the world, but I've been dreaming about Snape a lot. Is that weird? I think it is. I realised, I also dream a lot about old school days and especially about some of my old teachers. It's odd, it really is, I have no idea why they keep turning up in my dreams.
Well, anyways, I'm off to read a pod!fic I've just downloaded called 'Down to the Water.' I read the fic and loved it, so I think I might try and fall asleep with it playing in my ears. Who knows, I may fall asleep and wake up in House-land. Either that, or I'll wake up feeling very confused about who I am...
I stopped writing my Haiku Diary AGES ago, but I feel like adding a little one onto the end here. So here it goes:
Midday wake-up call.
Crawl around the house all day.
Wake tired. Sleep tired. This.
Buh-bye LJ, have a nice night.
Ellie-over-and-out.
What's going on at the moment?
Well, I'm getting my stuff together for uni in September. The excitement has finally hit me, now that I know I'll be semi-moving out of my house and living four hours north. I don't look forward to the week running up to when I actually leave - sickness, tears and panic. All such wonderful feelings...
It'll be a case of:
Crying - check.
Luggage - check.
iPod - check.
Laptop - check.
House DVD's - check.
Morrissey pillow case - check.
Mother - "Get out of my suitcase!"
Hmmm, other news?
I am/have been insanely bored to the point of despair. I've been finding myself daydreaming the strangest things and talking to myself a lot more than usual. Sure, I've had my fics and other forms of entertainment, but nothing is particularly satisfying me at the moment. I barely have the concentration to do anything at all, so finishing any fics is out of the question. Which actually sucks BIG TIME because it should be criminal to have so many half-finished fics strewn all over your desktop.
I have work tomorrow. Nothing unusual there apart from the abnormal amount of rage that seems to flood into my veins at the thought of waking up and putting on my uniform. I'm constantly running through ways I could get myself out of having to go into work - dreaming of throwing myself down the stairs (but then realising that some people actually DIE from doing that. And I don't think I want to die. Not at the moment), not hearing the bus coming over Morrissey's intoxicating voice blaring the oddly fitting words, "And if a double decker bus crashes into us...to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die" out of my iPod - which, coincidentally, was actually written on the t-shirt I was wearing today. Overall, I don't enjoy my job. I like the people, but I don't think I'll ever be happy unless, through some wonderful miracle, I find a way to earn a living by writing.
Funny things?
Ah, yes. Mainly my dreams. They really are the most extraordinary things and thankfully, they tend to happen when I'm in that semi-awake state just before I wake up (so I can recall most of what happens if I write it down quick enough) - which is probably why I wake up incredibly angry! If I wake halfway through something exciting, I'll try my best to remember it and will my brain to lose itself in that other world again, but it rarely ever happens. It's infuriating!
Still, I'm not even the biggest Harry Potter fan in the world, but I've been dreaming about Snape a lot. Is that weird? I think it is. I realised, I also dream a lot about old school days and especially about some of my old teachers. It's odd, it really is, I have no idea why they keep turning up in my dreams.
Well, anyways, I'm off to read a pod!fic I've just downloaded called 'Down to the Water.' I read the fic and loved it, so I think I might try and fall asleep with it playing in my ears. Who knows, I may fall asleep and wake up in House-land. Either that, or I'll wake up feeling very confused about who I am...
I stopped writing my Haiku Diary AGES ago, but I feel like adding a little one onto the end here. So here it goes:
Midday wake-up call.
Crawl around the house all day.
Wake tired. Sleep tired. This.
Buh-bye LJ, have a nice night.
Ellie-over-and-out.