Oh how i love being an insomniac.
Seriously, its the BEST.
I hope anyone who reads this has the intelligence to pick up sarcasm via the internet.
At least i dont have to get up for anything tomorrow.
Seeing that WE HAVE FINISHED FILMING OUR SUMMER PROJECT! WOO!
I was very impressed with almost everyone in my group!
Enthusiastic and professional.
For students, anyhow.
Apart from Crazy Eyes. But that goes without saying.
It's my little sister's 18th birthday in two days.
Its all very nice and it'll be cool for her to come out with me, but it also leads me onto the realisation that I am older.
When my youngest sister turns 18, i shall be 30 years old.
Which is a horrifying thought.
Summed up in a conversation with Amber:
Me: Just to get it all sorted now, one less thing to think about when i actually am 30 and contemplating suicide:
Me: will you be my children's godmother and my head bridesmaid?
Amber: Yeah, sure.
Amber: will you be mine?
Me: Go for it
Amber: thats that sorted then
Talking about bridesmaids and all, leads me in a romantic direction, or, more accurately, lack of:
Blue Eyes did not, as he said he would, come down to bournemouth this weekend.
Which means its been about hm.... OVER 2 MONTHS SINCE you-know-what.
Slowly turning a bit crazy.
Especially last night:
Taylor: Oh GOD. I haven't had sex in over a week!
Me: ........
Taylor: I'm going to kill myself.
Me:...................
Taylor: My life sucks. Seriously, over a week!!
Me: Oh, no! Poor YOU. How DREADFUL. A week?! I'm not sure how you're surviving!!! For me its only been...oh, HANG ON....TWO MONTHS!? but seriously: POOR YOOOOU!
The rest of the bar-dwellers at Ibar were a bit confused.
On the plus side, Hadouken! were fucking ace.
i wanted to steal one of the posters for the afterparty, but it turns out everyone had the same idea.
Good place to eye up some seriosuly hot indie eye-candy though. :]
Sunday, 18 May 2008
Tuesday, 6 May 2008
This is going to look a lot like a fake blog...
But it's not, I swear.
I just keep my diary on my pc, not on the internet.
So copying and pasting it is probably the easiest method!
Before we go waaaaaaaay back in time (all those eight months ago...)
I want to talk of today, aka: THE LONGEST DAY EVER.
Carnage was last night - that was crazy. Safe to say I didn't get to bed until 5am, and i had to share with a bloody friend no less.
Come 10:30, not even at the beginning of the lie-in I had been afforded by very understanding and sympathetic Summer Project Group members, ONE of them decides to phone me to double check when we are meeting later that day.
I would have been saved this unpleasantness if it wasn't for this certain group members 'alternative' outlook on life and a disdain (borderline scorn) for anything mainstream - in this case, Facebook - also known as The Main Method of Contact for My Summer Project Group.
Still, this wouldn't have been quite so bad had the same guy (let's call him Crazy Eyes) not heckled me and shouted in my face the night before about writing without his permission.
(not to mention stepping on my foot a hell of a lot).
Unable to get back to sleep thanks to an unquenchable thirst and piercing daylight practically disintegrating my curtains, i got up and stumbled round the house for a while checking out my 'hilarious' new 'tattoos' - curtosy of my coursemates and friends, such choice, comedic classics as 'I <3 Spurs'.
Eventually I stumbled into uni, cursing the absolutely lush weather for making an appearence on the one day i could not enjoy it, where we had a rather productive meeting, i neglect to mention, however, how i almost fell asleep every time my eyes closed.
Home time - i make myself a salad for tea (which was awful and no where near as good as i had imagined it would be - Nigella I ain't.) and think about bedtime, which im guessing would be in an hour or so...
Ah ah ah, not so fast.
Ever had that really annoying thing where you are SO tired that when you are actually able to sleep, you inexplicably CANNOT??!
I bet you can guess who has had that thing :|
Plus side however: I have written a large portion of a script we need for our summer project.
Down side, possibly: a violent reaction from Crazy Eyes when he learns I have *gasp* done some work.
Now, however, I shall retire to my bed.
Where, more than likely, i shall lie awake until dawn, at which point it will become inexplicably sunny again, and i shall die a slow and painful death.
I just keep my diary on my pc, not on the internet.
So copying and pasting it is probably the easiest method!
Before we go waaaaaaaay back in time (all those eight months ago...)
I want to talk of today, aka: THE LONGEST DAY EVER.
Carnage was last night - that was crazy. Safe to say I didn't get to bed until 5am, and i had to share with a bloody friend no less.
Come 10:30, not even at the beginning of the lie-in I had been afforded by very understanding and sympathetic Summer Project Group members, ONE of them decides to phone me to double check when we are meeting later that day.
I would have been saved this unpleasantness if it wasn't for this certain group members 'alternative' outlook on life and a disdain (borderline scorn) for anything mainstream - in this case, Facebook - also known as The Main Method of Contact for My Summer Project Group.
Still, this wouldn't have been quite so bad had the same guy (let's call him Crazy Eyes) not heckled me and shouted in my face the night before about writing without his permission.
(not to mention stepping on my foot a hell of a lot).
Unable to get back to sleep thanks to an unquenchable thirst and piercing daylight practically disintegrating my curtains, i got up and stumbled round the house for a while checking out my 'hilarious' new 'tattoos' - curtosy of my coursemates and friends, such choice, comedic classics as 'I <3 Spurs'.
Eventually I stumbled into uni, cursing the absolutely lush weather for making an appearence on the one day i could not enjoy it, where we had a rather productive meeting, i neglect to mention, however, how i almost fell asleep every time my eyes closed.
Home time - i make myself a salad for tea (which was awful and no where near as good as i had imagined it would be - Nigella I ain't.) and think about bedtime, which im guessing would be in an hour or so...
Ah ah ah, not so fast.
Ever had that really annoying thing where you are SO tired that when you are actually able to sleep, you inexplicably CANNOT??!
I bet you can guess who has had that thing :|
Plus side however: I have written a large portion of a script we need for our summer project.
Down side, possibly: a violent reaction from Crazy Eyes when he learns I have *gasp* done some work.
Now, however, I shall retire to my bed.
Where, more than likely, i shall lie awake until dawn, at which point it will become inexplicably sunny again, and i shall die a slow and painful death.
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