February 2012
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“If you’re twenty-two, physically fit, hungry to learn and be better, I urge you...”
– Anthony Bourdain (via emotional-algebra)
I’ve got the urge to dye my hair really, really red. But then I’d look like a fake ginger and wouldn’t be special. argh.
I won my eBay auction: sticker maker come to mama! Then I made lasagna, so all in today today has been jolly nice.
I’m sure even diffusing a bomb wouldn’t be as tense as the last 5 minutes countdown on eBay.
Attempting to get ready for a family party that I well and truly cannot be arsed with. I know it’s pretty awful to say you don’t enjoy spending time with your own family, but I don’t.
Things are going so well at the moment that I’m genuinely trying to make myself feel less optimistic in case it stops.
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The biggest photo of the night sky ever taken –... →
Today has been a TOP DAY.
I’m fairly sure that 20% of my job is eating garlic bread. This is excellent.
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I had a really odd dream last night about buying a bikini. I haven’t worn one or been swimming in about 2 years, maybe it’s a sign?
Can’t stop eating. Send help before I get to 40 stone.
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Why am I always hungry at 10.30/11pm? This is not an appropriate time for food, Body. Sort it out.
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Aria | The Goldberg Variations (Bach) | 1981...
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Now, do I do some actual work and start an essay or watch more Supernatural?
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I’m having one of those days where I just want to lay on my bed and stair at the ceiling. That Lucien Freud programme is on but my mum won’t watch it and I don’t have the willpower to move upstairs. Thank the lord for iPlayer. I also want biscuits, someone bring me biscuits.
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Ooh and I found my Graze box voucher! FREE FOOD IS THE BEST FOOD.
Today was beautiful. I got a postcard from my friend in France, my hair behaved, my outfit was killer (if I do say so myself), I didn’t hear back from any unis so I can spend another day in blissful ignorance, and then I took myself off shopping and got cake, fancy writing paper and nice pants. Everything is better with nice pants. Now I have cider and Corrie, yay!
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I have Star Trek, clementines, and strawberry yoghurt. All is well with the world.
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Why is everyone I know suddenly doing Weight Watchers?
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“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else...”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via quote-book)
Today was going perfectly well until I got outbid on eBay in the last 5 seconds. Bastard, that sticker maker was mine.
So, my interview was a little disappointing and we got stuck behind a lorry that had spilled its load on the way home and didn’t get back until 11pm BUT I’ve sent off another portfolio that I’m pretty happy with and tomorrow I get to have a lay in. AN ACTUAL LAY IN. UNTIL AT LEAST LUNCHTIME. Someone hold me.
I’ve stayed up working until 4.30am the past two nights, and tonight I’m still up, still working. The printer just ran out of ink, my glue exploded and I’ve just had a small breakdown in the kitchen where no one can hear me.
This better get me to fucking uni.
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Sat in bed in my fleecey jim jams, jumper, thermal socks and a hot water bottle, plus laptop heat. SO WARM.
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If this year my life were suddenly to become perfect:
I’d get in to one of my top 2 unis
Get the money to go visit my friend in Japan
Spend the rest of the summer travelling and going to festivals
Build up a fabulous wardrobe of ugly jumpers and brogues
Get braces
My hair would grow faster and decide whether it’s wavy or not
Move out!
Start uni - meet excellent people and...
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I just moved my legs after an hour of sitting still and my knee just clicked and now it’s cramping and I genuinely don’t think I can walk. Send help. And strawberry milkshake.
Today I got a haircut, went to the dentists, did some drawing, hemmed a dress, did an hour of pilates and now I’m just finishing off my 4th sketchbook page.
Why am I suddenly productive?
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There just aren’t enough hours in my day anymore.