Nobody writes in Lj anymore. To be honest, I never check it, so if people did write, I wouldn't know. but here i am, writing away. because, of course, i have work to do. I'm back in leeds now, back to reality, after a short but sweet escape to the bubble of home- trains, cars, chats, wine. Shopping, gossipping, relaxing, wine. Amazing chinese food ( Read more... )

Why Phil is not my favourite person right now ( Read more... )

The little things that happen can entirely alter our perceptions, moods or happiness. Yeterday I was in the worst mood ever. The day itself was ok, I just did a lot of work. In the evening, however, my housemate Nicola came home and annoyed me so much I had to shut myself in my room. I'm sorry if you're reading this, Em, but she's been totally ( Read more... )

One of the greatest evils of our society is bureaucracy. In August one of my closest friends was attacked and almost killed in his own living room. It's only fantastically good fortune that his attacker stopped when he did, else the outcome could have been much worse. The man who did it is seriously disturbed and left with a mere pittance in cash ( Read more... )

I've just found out that one of the girls I went to school with is in fact gay. That's not interesting in itself, it's the fact that I said for years that she was, but everyone kept telling me I was wrong- "she's just butch ( Read more... )

Is it just me or does anyone else get really contemplative around New Year? What with all the resolutions and what not, it inevitably leads to a certain amount of introspection. For me, this is mostly in the form of "What do I want to do with my life when I leave Uni". There are so many potential job fields out there that I don't know what I want ( Read more... )

Here's wishing you all a fabulous Christmas and New Year. Let go and do everything you want to do. I know I will be doing. Love ya and miss ya. xxx

what rocks: christmas is only weeks away and i'm going home on monday. woo hoo!

what sucks: getting mugged on my own street last night. bastards.

another nail in the coffin of any desire i had of living in leeds.

jesus, I can be dramatic when I'm drunk, can't I? honestly, sometimes I'm just silly.

Tonight I learnt something about myself: im not quite the independent, free, "i need no-one" person that i think i am ( Read more... )