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S'been a while. [26 Feb 2007|10:24pm]

Extreme procrastination of 4 essays has led me to livejournal... wow haven't seen this thing for a while.
I think last time i was on here i was probably stressing about ucas, i'm at uni now yay :) and i love it. It's weird how i settled in so quickly and haven't even looked back on home. Now i'm away Hook seems so claustrophobic when i go back to visit it. I don't know how i survived before! I think i want to live in a big city when im older definately. My course is good however it is very varied, and there are always tons of presentations or essays or anatomy to worry about. If its not one thing its another.
But the first term i realised theres really no point in slogging your guts out about this course, because however much you learn there is still an entire universe worth of stuff you will never have time to learn. Meeting quite a lot of doctors calmed me down because most of them don't remember a thing they learnt in their first and second years. So clearly i can just learn the bare minimum and slack off more! whoo!
Saw Kings of leon yesterday, took a weekend off and stayed in Lincoln up north with Gabby. Was awesome, they are simply amazing live and are my new favourite band!! going to see them probably twice more depending on my budget, in swindon and birmingham. Dont think meeting them is likely seeing as they have so many completely obsessive fans .. ew! Stop hogging them and ruining it for everyone. They were so good live unfortunately i could only focus on them for 40% of the time when i was trying not to be pummelled against the front barrier (yes thats right FRONT ROW! SCORE!) or having my neck broken by crowdsurfers being dragged overhead by bouncers! It was so worth it though despite the warwounds.
Mmm maybe i should do some work..................

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[21 Mar 2006|07:14pm]
i'm feeling really sad.







i hate how things are
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FUCK. [17 Apr 2005|09:07pm]
[ mood | angry ]
[ music | how about some big D. ]

Big D and the kids table was awesome. Simply.
Finally got to Southhampton after 2 hours at the station waiting for people :P
Broke the toilet on the train and were watched by scary hidden camera black box.
Went east east east- found the venue.
Sat outside Plested pies on the diseased bench- we "live and let pie"d., because tommorow never pies. But we will be back to pie another day.
Dr pie.
Got in,saw support bands, Schoolboy error were actually pretty amazing.
Bought a tshirt- its too big - but wahey
BIG D CAME ON
We skanked front row style.
they didnt play much that i knew but they were all good songs. touched his hand-
He looked nothing like  i thought he would. i thought he would be fat. and bald. he was okay looking actually...
I got a bit paranoid about my blackouts, but i was okay
Loveloveloved the atmosphere
Got picked up by my dad and his motorbike after marathoning it after him
End.

today has been gay. im really fucking everything up.






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[11 Jan 2005|11:02am]
You scored as Loner.

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Loner

100%

Geek

63%

Goth

56%

Stoner

44%

Drama nerd

38%

Prep/Jock/Cheerleader

25%

Punk/Rebel

13%

Ghetto gangsta

6%

What's Your High School Stereotype?
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Thoughts in a carjourney...... [12 Dec 2004|02:26pm]
[ mood | creative ]
[ music | libertines, the man who wouldbe king ]

Neon lights illuminate her way
Through meaningles patches of life and colour
""She stumbles blurry eyed on a trembling ground
Feeling the way through masses of mannequins
Their conversation echoing like a forbidden language
Through the chaos a horn breaks through
Clamouring for attention in the jam of machinery
Following the dotted yellow line
She is tempted
Up above a carpet of velvet twinkles with polka dot diamonds
So unreachable from her fingers, though she tries
Tired and cold though she feels nothing
She reaches the only place she wants to be
Stepping through the door dark with stains, hinges loose
The smell of mould overwhelms her speech
A small speck of light flutters like a firefly to grow and engulf the room
Dimly lighting her entire life
Shards of the mirror, reminders of her past
Lay glittering, scattered on the floor like forgotten jewels.
A slow dewdrop slides down her nose to adorn the twisted collage
The mirror tells a story, but who is really listening
To the sad song it sings.""

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[08 Jul 2004|07:04pm]
blah blah blah  )
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