February 2012
Can’t motivate myself to do work at all this weekend. -_-
I have the unfathomable ability to include studies from my Sociology a level into every aspect of my current academic life. Counts as wider reading + more points + higher grades $$$$$$$$$$$
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I want the sky to fall in. I want lightning and thunder. I want blood instead of rain, I want the world to make me wonder. I want to walk on water, take a trip to the moon. Give me all of this & give it me soon. More drink, more dreams, more drugs, more lust, more lies, more love.
Bloody hell I love The Cure.
I just want to go out :( Being stuck in the flat 24/7 is making me homesick.
“Now don’t, please, be quite so single-minded, self-involved, or assume the...”
– Sophocles. Antigone (788-794)
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my cold trip to tesco to wake me up so i could do some work ended up in me buying nme & cream eggs
queen of procrastination~
let me eat and read and play bass for another 4 hours and then maybe i’ll read about imperial rome
There comes a point where I can’t be sympathetic when it’s the individual letting someone else constantly fuck them over.
Okay, I have no problem with religious people or the Christian Union at university. BUT all their events and schemes centre around bribing people to discuss Christianity (often with food) or not letting people know what it’s about really until they’ve been there a while (like today’s flash mob). Tactics that trick people into talking about religion really get on my nerves....
Something really cool about university is watching the people around you grow in so many ways, even though you’ve only known them a few months. It’s crazy really.
The frustration of *needing* to facebook stalk someone and their profile being completely private. Neeeeeeeed I tell you.
Show love with no remorse.
She’s a cunt and you’re a mug.
January 2012
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so we went house hunting and have found the perfect place and have nicknamed it the house of fun and i LOVE it and i hope my other housemates decide for certain asap so we can deposit this bitch up because we will never ever find another one so good
ahhhhhhhh
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You’re not the first, or the last, but you’re possibly the prettiest.
Nowhere near enough sleep, woken with a cold, hiding in my bedroom from the cleaners and an exam to revise for. But still, weirdly in high spirits.
Completely and utterly enamoured with The Cure. I’ve always loved them but the last week has been something else. I don’t know.
I am most certainly my Dad’s daughter.
there’s a club if you’d like to go you could meet someone who really loves you so you go and you stand on your own and you leave on your own and you go home and you cry and you want to die
I gotta feel the wind chill again before I get old.
