i fucking miss the '90s so much. that sounds so silly, but it's true. i miss everything about the 90s, and growing up during those years. i miss street games of kerbsy. playground games of tag, red rover, kiss chase, 40 40 in, etc etc. super nintendos, and when it was cool to have a playstation. when you probably didn't have a good computer, and ( Read more... )

i cut bread out of my diet about a month ago, to see if it would make a difference to my figure. a lot of diets don't allow it, so i thought it might. i've stuck to it fairly well, i had some today for the first time in weeks. i don't think it's made much of a difference yet, but then i don't eat awfully badly so i think the weight problem is ( Read more... )

university has turned out to be pretty good this term. i started hanging out with charlotte and natalie again, from downstairs. purely on a glitch really, i saw nat on my way out as she was having a cigarette and she invited me to acoustic night that evening. i went, of course, and met a few new people- a bulgarian girl called jana, rachel who is ( Read more... )

i think i did  a pretty okay job tonight of acting like i don't give a fuck.

ps. rip mr ledger. i am actually large amounts of both shocked and heartbroken.

for a moment there, i actually allowed myself to think that things might be turning out okay.

all about you.

corinne bailey rae - like a star
sugababes - too lost in you
amy winehouse - you sent me flying
bic runga - sway
radiohead - creep (i feel this is contrived.)/thinking about you
colin hay - i just don't think i'll ever get over you
skunk anansie - secretly
coldplay - the scientist
david gray - please forgive me
damien rice - cold water
joanna ( Read more... )

back. fire. backfire backfire.

back to the fucking FIRE.

he text me last night to say that he'd been dumped, but that he'd live because he was used to getting hurt.
and all i could think was, you've been hurting me my whole life

silly, right? i caught myself on it as soon as the words ran through my head. after all, i've only known him 3.5 years.

but that's the point, really. it's reflex to think like that ( Read more... )

£89.99 on a new cellphone for the sole purpose of exchanging photographs (i don't think i need to specify what kind) with mark, in hopes of a stronger chance with him, a more established bond, and a greater amount of contact. the phone i already had wouldn't send or recieve them, for reasons unknown. i love it though, so i didn't bother upgrading ( Read more... )

i've come to realise that what hurts the most is not the lack of love, or the other women, or the long months in between seeing him. it's the statistics. the clear fucking cut facts.  in september it will have been four years since we met. four years in which i have never spent the night with him, told him i love him to his face, talked to him (you ( Read more... )