Today I saw a girl in the distance. She had mid-length, curly, mousy hair. She wore a bright blue top, and jeans.

I never saw her face. I didn't need or want to. I know it wasn't her, but it stirred my heart nevertheless.

I am the architect of my own pain.

Man, this week's been fucked up. Wednesday I went off to Manchester on a whim. Think that caused both feelings of anger and joy in Sass, whom I promptly met up with that day. Friday was back in Derby, where life got more fucked up. Again. Need to work things out, desperately. I don't want life to be rubbishy for either myself or those I care about ( Read more... )

So. I'm back at Stoke, and already my life is full of headaches ( Read more... )

So today was pretty weird. Started off in Stoke, wandered around for a bit at 8am in the morning, found a gym, found coffee, then headed back to Derby. Mansfield came round my house, bought some stuff off me, we played Soul Calibur III for a good three hours, all is well ( Read more... )

So. Interesting week for me, all round. I was on holiday near Whitby with my parents for most of it - good in a way, because it meant I basically had most stuff paid for, but bad in the sense that they are extremely good at irritating me. Didn't really find any pubs that I enjoyed - they're fucking frosty to foreigners in the Yorkshire Moors, I'll ( Read more... )

Time for me to go on holiday! Bye kids, see you in a week or so. I shall hopefully have a good time in Whitby.

There is something intensely strange about listening to a dead country singer cover Depeche Mode's Personal Jesus. And Nine Inch Nails' Hurt. And Soundgarden's Rusty Cage. God bless you, Johnny Cash. I hope you're still wearing black in heaven.

Alright, few more days till I go on holiday. Excellent. A week in Whitby will suit me just fine... I'm ( Read more... )

( Been a while since I posted one of these. )

My life is causing me a huge amount of stress at the moment. From house troubles (I'm missing two housemates, and at the moment it seems like there is no interest from others), worrying about friends (there's something up with Kelly, for instance), general money problems (how the fuck am I meant to afford utilities at the moment?), parent problems ( Read more... )

Jesus. Last night was one of the most bizarre nights out I've had in a long time. It certainly was a hell of a lot different to the quiet night out that I thought I was in for ( Read more... )