Friday, 23 January 2009

I had a good day

You know when you have a blocked nose
and you blow it
and you can breathe again and it feels really nice?




Yeah.





I am all happy again now.
I love James. :')



I fell up the stairs today, with a cup of tea, in front of lots and lots of people, and most importantly, James.
It was cringebarrassing, but I didn't spill the tea.
My dad said that that was the most important thing.
My photos are up on flickr: http://www.flickr.com/people/30585140@N05/
They are for my coursework, and it upsets me that they aren't as good as everyone elses.
Cathy was doing a similar topic to me, but she was confident and asked the stall owner peoples permission to photograph them, so her shots are better than mine.
I hate being marginally good at most things, but not exceptionally good at anything.
I really would like a talent, or skill.


Oh well.
My tummy hurts.
I shall make tea, because I am English, and that's what we do when anything goes wrong or hurts or if we just want some.

Sometimes

I get jealous of other people's orgasms.

Tuesday, 6 January 2009

I suddenly

feel an awful lot of pressure to write something decent.
I have to be 'creative'. I have to be 'interesting'.
Oh no.
I am neither creative nor interesting.

Livfoxxx "Shut up I am dancing" says:
Jaaaaaaames
Your Friend James says:
liiiiiiiiiv?
Livfoxxx "Shut up I am dancing" says:
Call me and we can have chats and that, it will be good and you will feel happy in your tummy and the rest of your anatomy for that matter.






By the way.
For my funeral.
I want 'Any Other World' by Mika played.
Either when i'm being carried in
or
if my parents object
which they WILL
At the 'wake' thingy.


kthx :)
WHOA depressing.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Sunday, 4 January 2009

Word counts

Checking your word count every ten minutes will not make your work any better, Liv.
Get on with it. I know it's soul-crushing.

Blog lost, blog regained

I forgot I had a blog.
Maybe I will use it this year :)
"Maybe it's just my guilty heart, but I'm craving my husband, the familiar contours of his body."

Aww I love magazines.
And I love James.
Yesterday I just felt massively in love with him. And now I miss him ¬_¬

this is a useless blog.
Oh well. They can't all be winners.