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Self Pity
It seems as though teenage angst is coming late. I feel out of place and inadequate and lots of other horrible things. I'm never happy anymore and I don't quite know why..my life isn't that bad. The older I get the less I like life. Uni isn't what I thought it would be. I'm a complete loner who just goes to classes then jumps back on the train to go home. I wish I'd have not moved to Portsmouth with my ex...I would have been in halls and probably happy. I'm having somewhat of an identity crisis, having not been single in so long I can't remember what its like to be myself and on my own My group of friends has dispersed and we've all changed. I want to get younger again. Moan moan moan. I know this post has just beenreally sickeningly self pitying. Hopefully the next post is more cheerful than this. I don't even know why I'm writing this...hope nobody I know sees it.
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Kapow!
I'm back! Older...fatter...still going nowhere slow Great introduction?! Stop reading now. I should probably disown this blog..I've just read back through and cringed at a few bits. How come you always think you know everything however old you are? I guess you wouldn't start every sentence with 'I know I'm quite young and this is just my opinion..' that would be plain silly. I don't really know what I'm talking about...hmm. I remember my blog used to be quite a good space to moan about stuff and procrastinate..these days facebook takes up all my ill spent internet browsing time. 20six has completely changed! Its weird to look back at what I was doing 2 years ago...I've done a lot of things since then but have not bettered myself at all...maybe just got worse. Struggling at my second attempt at uni and getting drunk, wasting my student loan. Spoke to one of my old friends today who has got into buddhism. I feel like I need something...raving wasn't the be all that I thought it was and who I wanted to be wasn't what I wanted at all. I should be an adult by now, my mum was married two years ago at my age and had her first kid about now. I'm just as lost as I ever was! At least I'm not an icecream man like I wanted to be in infants school. Wrong in more ways than one. I noticed I still have people reading my blog! More likely they stumble across it by accident but I've had 6 people on my blog today...woo!
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What the fuck happened to my blog?! Arrrgh. I can't be arsed to blog anymore anyway. Are you feeling lonesome and rejected, blog? Awww. Anyway...off to Ammunition2 at Electrowerkz tonight, then going out to get smashed with Gemma tomorrow. Woohoo!
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Addled
Assalam alaikum!
Addled is how I feel...just about all of the time. I wish life
would just slow down for a minute. I can't seem to be able to control
my brain, it hasn't really been working that well the past few months.
Haven't been blogging much lately, I've come to the conclusion that
when I'm happy I can't blog much. It's not because I've stopped
procrastinating, as today I managed to spend about 4 hours on shopping
websites frustrating myself with my no money.
I had my interview for the art foundation today, I'm a bit
worried about it - drawing has never been my strong point and a lot of
it is involved. The lecturer seemed cool though, and someone from my
photography class is joining too. The incredibly shitty thing is that I
have to pay about £500 I think..when the guy from my photography class
is going to pay £40. I really don't think this is fair at all. We're
both 18 but as I'll be 19 when the course starts I have to pay a
fuckload more than people that are perhaps a few months younger than
me. ARRRGH!
I'm happy with my life for once. Still got the almost constant worry of
college over my head..but apart fromt that things are cool. Ant's gonna
get his pretty flat soon - somewhere nice, which is just wooness. I
can't wait..I'm so sick of not having any privacy whatsoever. I wish it
would hurry up and be summer, I'm so tired of shivering my arse off and
being blown along by the wind whever I go.
I have been craving shopping recently...how strange. When I was
younger I never thought I'd be all girly...or womany...whichever one it
is. I know why it is though, clothes are just decorations to make
people feel better about themselves. Its odd, the confidence that
wearing something you think you look good in can give you. Clothes can
affect people's opinions of others immensely too. Some people wouldn't
talk to someone who was wearing the wrong clothes...like rudeboys or
goths. Bit of a switch but I always wonder what animals think of
clothes. It might be like we have weird changable skin to them.
Hmmm...*strokes chin*. Yeah...had to stop myself from even
further waffling. In my house, our new appliances are really beepy. I
hate them. The microwave constantly beeps, every second and it doesn't
stop, the tumbledryer sounds like a fucking alarm going off every 5
minutes when it's finished....but the dishwasher is the worst...two
high pitched beeps loud enough to wake me up in my room...at 5 in the
morning..BEEEP BEEEP!...COME AND GET THE PLATES OUT....NOW!...NOWWWWW!
Whats so urgent about getting the fucking plates out?! Why put an alarm
on it?! Argh, beepy things!
Must try to sleep...2 hour driving lesson at 8:15. Winge.
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As I was walking down the street a few days ago I noticed one of those
mobility buggys for people who can't walk very far coming down the
street. It drew my attention because it looked all new and shiny. I
glanced inside because I'm nosy and I can't help but look at people.
The woman inside instantly looked down at the floor and looked quite
ashamed and miserable. It made me feel really sorry for her, and it
made me think a lot. It makes me sad sometimes when I see an old couple
struggling down the street. It's worse if it's someone on their own
though. At least the couples are going through it together, even if
they are contstantly bickering at each other (I have never met one
elderly couple who don't do this.) I always wonder what their faces
used to look like, if they were people who were regarded as 'cool' when
they were younger. It must be horrible to lose your diginity, to lose
control over your bladder, get alzheimers and forget who your own
family are. I don't want to get old.
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Love Songs For Imaginary Animals
This weather is so cold. It's evil. It hurts my hands and my ears. I
wonder what the summer will bring. I always wonder that at this time of
year, because it's never any good and it's just a case of waiting
because the sunshine feels like it's going to make it all get better
for some reason. Almost all of my best memories are from the summer.
Love is confusing. It hurts. It feels good but bad in a way. It feels
bad to long for someone so much you can't seem to think about anything
else, to feel like you can't get close enough even when you're right
next to each other, the paranoia always sours my thoughts too. Paranoia
is the worst thing ever. That is one of the many things I wish just
didn't exist altogether. I really hate the way when something can feel
too good....'too good to be true' if you want a nice cliche.
I hate it when you find yourself watching a film or programme that
seems to be aimed at stupid people that don't get anything. Can't give
an example but I know what I mean. I really hate how easy quiz
questions on TV are. It always makes me angry to think about the people
who answer it wrong, because there must be some. I saw one particularly
bad one a few days ago which was:
'Where do people normally store their clothes?
A) In the wardrobe
B) The North pole
C) In the TV'
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