| Wednesday, May 6th, 2009 |
| 2:45 am |
Writer's Block: Meant to Be?
No. It's not really part of the Western Paradigm and I'd feel as if I was bstardising a culture that I cannot possibly comprehend. I'm ok with that thought. Nice things can happen in chaos. |
| Tuesday, May 5th, 2009 |
| 12:05 am |
I would really like to empty my tummy just now. I'm feeling less scared of v* than I was but not quite enough to actually do it. |
| Monday, May 4th, 2009 |
| 12:51 pm |
Writer's Block: How'd You Get Here?
I has a Deadjournal, having never heard of Livejourbaal. My friend informed me that DJ was crap and set up an LJ for me and joining me up to lots of communities which I liked. that was several years ago and if I needed to set up a new journal she'd still have to do it for me. |
| Tuesday, April 14th, 2009 |
| 7:25 pm |
Writer's Block: Looking Back
Wow, so much has changed, I was so ill back then. Lived in a city I hated and barely left the house or spoke to anyone and hurt a lot of people I cared about . I still get sick with nerves and have a penchant for valium but back then I was just spiralling out of control. I have more control over my life these days, things still spiral sometimes but there's not a single area of my life that's not much improved since then. It's weird that I finished my dissertation today, I could never have hoped to do that back then. |
| Monday, April 6th, 2009 |
| 6:41 pm |
Writer's Block: Grab and Go
not into conspiracy theories usually but I's like to know if Goering took a cyanide capsule or if the Brit's bumped him off. |
| Sunday, February 22nd, 2009 |
| 10:06 pm |
Fucking, nothing is fucking ok. |
| Friday, February 20th, 2009 |
| 3:41 am |
Writer's Block: Jackpot
Assuming that I won 8 million. Buy my apartment in Manchester. Buy my Dad a cottage on the banks of the Hampshire Avon. Give Julia and Loren and James and Quentin the deposit for their own houses. Pay Alfie's tuition fees. Pay for my friend to get the best treatment in the world for her illness wherever in the world she has to go to get it. Trust fund for Katie. five million left and I'd live off the returns of that leaving me free to pursue all the things I want to do. Above all I'd repeat this year at University so I could have break and then pay for my Masters Degree. Bliss. ...not that I'm avaricious, much :-) |
| Wednesday, February 18th, 2009 |
| 8:13 am |
I wish that for today no-one cared about me so that I could kill myself. |
| Monday, October 20th, 2008 |
| 2:35 pm |
I need a friend today. I'm sad that that friend cannot be Caroline at the moment. I still think she's lovely but I can't get over how she's somehow different. Though she wasn't on Thursday night. I don't want to pour my heart out to her and she probably wont pour her heart out to me in case I get a negative impression of Grant. That card she sent me on exam results day is still up. It's a whole page of very sweet stuff but the part that reads 'thanks for keeping my feet on the ground with regard to the Grant issue' is now quite upsetting. |
| 12:58 pm |
I feel sick. I'm supposed to be in Uni, and things have been ok with me getting in and everything but I have horrible panic attacks if I wake up in the night. I woke up very early this morning, around 4am, shivering. I actually had to take a couple of valium in the end. I felt much better after that but exhausted and have missed my first lecture. Well, it will be starting now. I'll make my second lecture at 4 I guess. Best thing is to go and have some lunch at the SU try a bit and get used to being there. Or is it best to sleep for a bit? My second lecture doesn't start until four, even five but I need to go to the seminar before it. I really need to go to this lecture. AND I really need to submit my dissertation proposal tomorrow morning. Ergh. Yuck. I want to feel all full of vitality again. Maybe it's not eating anything yesterday. Dunno. Right, getting ready and getting out of the house now. |
| Sunday, October 19th, 2008 |
| 12:26 pm |
Writer's Block: Forbidden Reading
I had quite enlightened parents who didn't really mind what I read, there were rather pleased that I was reading of my own volition. Even my teachers were quite pleased. When some lads were laughing at me because I was reading Irvine Welsh's 'The Acid House' he told them that it may tackle more 'mature' issues but was an excellent read and he had read it himself. I guess I should be thankful. |
| 1:17 am |
I've decided jabbing myself with pins is okay. IT's not brilliant and it's still self harm but the pins are sterile and no scars. Any better? I don't know. I want it to be. It's bette than cutting so deep the scars will nevr heal and burning so badly that it's hard to walk. I'm not going back there. I'm just tired and upset and scared of my doctor. I needs my meds. |
| Saturday, October 18th, 2008 |
| 2:20 am |
When I was listening to'I'm Looking forward to Christmas' last night I realised that my friends have no idea how much I love, adore and need them. I know my family love me like. I also know I throw it back in their faces because for some reason i don't want them to. Why? They have wronged me and I have wronged them but my Dad seems to think that this is not significant, that families love other family members whatever had happened. However strange the family dynamic. I have what In want in the sense I want a family who love me in the way described in that song but I don't want to go back to my family. Is there something fundamentally wrong or bad about me? But I do feel that way about my close friends. I've expressed this very badly. I'm so confused and upset and just want to be held but even if there was someone here who wanted to I'd probably feel disgusted that to wanted to. I'm so disgusting now but even if I wasn't I don't know that I'd want to destroy myself any less. |
| 1:43 am |
I am generally much happier than I have ever been. However, tonight I want to cut more than ever, just a little, because I need it. Of course I don't need it. This is my choice for which I take full responsibility but it would really help in the short term if I could hurt myself, just a bit. Everyone as these awful recent photos of me on facebook. I can't take the thought that people who do not unconditionally love me are looking at them and I need to punish myself. Somehow. And let everything out. I hope I wont. I hope I'll be strong. But I'm trying my best to go back to how I used to look and somehow its not enough. I want to but punished for being so fat, so disgusting that no-one could ever love me. And if they did I would have less respect for them. I want this pain, this hatred to be externalised. Curling up with it is wretched! But I know cutting is not the way. I must not. But I so desperately want to. I'm trying to make myself valid in the short term, but for now that wont cut it, pardon the pun. I sometimes just wish someone would beat the shit out of me. Do it for me. Someone else punish me. |
| Monday, October 13th, 2008 |
| 11:42 pm |
Writer's Block: Lenny Bruce
Probabaly Daniel Kitson. Kind of created a genre all of his own. Neither biography nor solo theatre nor stand-up but always wonderfully, whimsically funny. Not my absolute favorite, as I love so many comedians but I really think he is the closest to being 'groundbreaking' today. I have immense admiration for those who have broken tabboos before, and those whom it destroyed as it did Lenny Bruce and they have left a legacy of fearless comedians which I hope they would be proud. |
| Wednesday, October 8th, 2008 |
| 7:02 pm |
Writer's Block: Personal Holidays
July 5th in celebration of the foundation of the National Health Service in 1948 by Nye Bevan. Enshrining in law the principle that 'no society can legitimately call itself civilized if a sick person is denied medical aid because of lack of means'. There are SO few reasons to feel proud to be British at the moment but I get quite sentimental about the NHS. |
| 10:23 am |
Two nights of more than five hours sleep without meds. I'm really rather pleased. |
| Tuesday, October 7th, 2008 |
| 10:16 am |
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| Monday, October 6th, 2008 |
| 8:31 am |
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| Sunday, October 5th, 2008 |
| 9:48 am |
Writer's Block: United Nations World Teachers Day
When I was 14 a few of us were selected to take part in a philosophy course. Only ten of us were invited of which around eight of us attended. We all thought it would look good on our CV/resumes because the people invited were deemed to be 'gifted', whatever that means. Anyway, we all went with the pure intention of advancing our college prospects but all got an incredible lust for the subject. It was something we had never been taught before, it was exciting learning about the foundations of philosophy and so relevant. Religious Studies had taught us the pomp and ceremony of religion but we had never considered life's fundamental questions before. It was incredible. Philosophy would be the most useful new subject for kids today, a welcome break from the fact retention that they are bludgeoned with every day at school. Also a chance to consider their real place in the world and philosophical and theological stance. How can one live without contemplating these questions? |