So 2 blogs in one day, wow! I'm trying to blog as often as possible, not out of some sense of obligation (as noone reads this anyway), but to preserve memories and thoughts that I have.
After I watched Desperate Housewives today, I did Davina's superfit workout (which I've started doing every day), and although I can't yet do the full 40 minutes, only 20, I'm really starting to feel the benefits. Ideally I'd like to get to the stage where I can run flat out for a few minutes and not be worried about my asthma. I get very paranoid about safety, especially at night, and I'd like to be able to know I can run away from any dangerous situations. The last time I had to run from a situation like that I got totally out of breath and suddenly the danger wasn't being caught, it was having an asthma attack, so I had to stop running. My lungs deserve better!
Mum and I then went to my uncle's house, which is always an experience. He and my aunt have four sons ranging in age from 1 to 13 so it's a bit of a mad house but I love my family. They got back the results of their house's feng shui assessment and apparently they have a vortex in the bedroom which was taken very seriously. I don't really understand feng shui, but it all seems a little ridiculous.
Wow.. I've just had to stop my train of thought as my cat has actually deigned to sit on Maria's lap. She's been so distant recently, only occasionally allowing people to tickle behind her ears that this is a major step forward! I love her happy face >.<
I went to an acoustic night with Kerry tonight to see Gazz play, he was supporting Dave McPherson from InMe. It was a nice chilled out night; Gazz has a lovely voice and I always enjoy hearing him play. We stayed for a couple more acts but got bored and wandered up to Sainsbury's where I debated for a while over whether to buy sushi or not (not) and surveyed the selection of white wine. I don't drink much, but when I do it is white wine :)
It was so lovely spending some time just Kerry and I, we rarely hang out just us. I am going to make a conscious effort to try and have more one-to-one time with friends, it's nice to have a proper chat with people.
Later!
Thursday, August 20
Citrus and albums
So my parents are back now, and as glad as I am to not be in an empty house any more, it is still difficult living with them. Mum and I watched two episodes of Desperate Housewives this morning; she is catching up with the ones I've watched while she's been away and it's so difficult to not blurt out what's happening in my timeline!
Yesterday I just tidied up the house more and played a LOT of Sims 3. On Tuesday night I was standing in the DJ booth chatting to Matt, he put on a Radiohead song which I found I actually loved, so I've got over my unfounded prejudice against Radiohead and downloaded their most recent album, and I'm really enjoying listening to it. I've actually got into listening to entire albums recently; seeing how they are formed and the thought processes.
I listened to two of the songs from Muse's new album yesterday, and honestly I don't like them. If prompted as to my favourite band, Muse will always be my answer as they are just so epic, but I'm a little worried that this new album will be disappointing.
I am sitting on my little spot on the sofa with my mum in her spot next to me. Every time Desperate Housewives breaks, she looks at me and goes 'ooooh!', which I've just pointed out and now every time she does it we laugh. I love these little moments with her. She just started eating an orange and I always forget how much I love the smell of citrus. It reminds me of being outside in the spring, lying on the grass and reading a book. I'm not entirely sure how citrus has become entwined with that particular memory, maybe she was eating an orange then as well. My cat Gretel hates the smell of citrus though, so she steers clear of me whenever I've eaten or drank anything citrusy. Apparently all felines hate citrus, maybe it means danger to them?
My friends have just introduced me to the joys of FarmVille on Facebook and I can feel my social life slowly being controlled by my harvesting hours: 'Oh sorry, I have to go home now, my wheat will be ready to harvest and I don't want it to go bad.'
On that note, my raspberries are ready to harvest. Later!
Currently listening to: 15 Step - Radiohead. I love that it's in 5, but it makes it difficult to dance to.
Yesterday I just tidied up the house more and played a LOT of Sims 3. On Tuesday night I was standing in the DJ booth chatting to Matt, he put on a Radiohead song which I found I actually loved, so I've got over my unfounded prejudice against Radiohead and downloaded their most recent album, and I'm really enjoying listening to it. I've actually got into listening to entire albums recently; seeing how they are formed and the thought processes.
I listened to two of the songs from Muse's new album yesterday, and honestly I don't like them. If prompted as to my favourite band, Muse will always be my answer as they are just so epic, but I'm a little worried that this new album will be disappointing.
I am sitting on my little spot on the sofa with my mum in her spot next to me. Every time Desperate Housewives breaks, she looks at me and goes 'ooooh!', which I've just pointed out and now every time she does it we laugh. I love these little moments with her. She just started eating an orange and I always forget how much I love the smell of citrus. It reminds me of being outside in the spring, lying on the grass and reading a book. I'm not entirely sure how citrus has become entwined with that particular memory, maybe she was eating an orange then as well. My cat Gretel hates the smell of citrus though, so she steers clear of me whenever I've eaten or drank anything citrusy. Apparently all felines hate citrus, maybe it means danger to them?
My friends have just introduced me to the joys of FarmVille on Facebook and I can feel my social life slowly being controlled by my harvesting hours: 'Oh sorry, I have to go home now, my wheat will be ready to harvest and I don't want it to go bad.'
On that note, my raspberries are ready to harvest. Later!
Currently listening to: 15 Step - Radiohead. I love that it's in 5, but it makes it difficult to dance to.
Wednesday, August 19
Substances
So I live in Brighton, which means that a lot of the people I know take drugs. Some smoke weed on a regular basis, some take ecstacy and MDMA, some take prescription pills that aren't theirs, some snort a lot of coke, thankfully I don't know anyone who shoots up (I hope). But yes, I am in the kind of city where people roll spliffs on the bus. They do heroin in parks and leave the syringes in bushes, and they will happily take pills off anyone.
I understand that alcohol is a drug too, but it made me really happy to see one of my more 'hardcore' friends out tonight, drunk as a skunk but with nothing else in his system. His pupils weren't dancing, his eyes weren't bloodshot, and he wasn't shaking. He was just drunk. I get that for a lot of people, alcohol is a problem. In comparison to the dangers presented by a lot of drugs (prescription included), alcohol is good. Alcohol is a depressant, not a stimulant, and if drunk in moderation, it does nothing to the heart rate, it doesn't have a severe effect on the brain, it doesn't cause hallucinations. I like alcohol (even though I rarely drink it).
There have been various nice guys, who just take shitloads of drugs.
Those drugs just masked them. It made them people I didn't want to be around and didn't really like. I just wish that they could see they don't need them, that they are so much more than just the drugs, and that really, people would like them more if they didn't pollute themselves.
Just saying. Later!
I understand that alcohol is a drug too, but it made me really happy to see one of my more 'hardcore' friends out tonight, drunk as a skunk but with nothing else in his system. His pupils weren't dancing, his eyes weren't bloodshot, and he wasn't shaking. He was just drunk. I get that for a lot of people, alcohol is a problem. In comparison to the dangers presented by a lot of drugs (prescription included), alcohol is good. Alcohol is a depressant, not a stimulant, and if drunk in moderation, it does nothing to the heart rate, it doesn't have a severe effect on the brain, it doesn't cause hallucinations. I like alcohol (even though I rarely drink it).
There have been various nice guys, who just take shitloads of drugs.
Those drugs just masked them. It made them people I didn't want to be around and didn't really like. I just wish that they could see they don't need them, that they are so much more than just the drugs, and that really, people would like them more if they didn't pollute themselves.
Just saying. Later!
Tuesday, August 18
Inspired by hayleyghoover
So I've just caught up with Hayley's blog posts, and her style of writing has inspired me to start blogging again. I've deleted all my boring old posts and am determined to be creative AND truthful now.
My parents have been away for two weeks and I'm not entirely sure I like the person I have become while they've been away. I have been getting drunk, not seeing my family, being a bit of a bitch to some friends and forgetting to take proper care of my cat. My cat is beautiful: her name is Gretel and she is the most gorgeous mix of auburn, black and cream. Her face is split halfway down with black and cream, which describes her personality fairly accurately. She craves affection and miaows constantly, but yet whenever anyone goes to stroke her or coos at her, she runs away. I call her and call her but she never walks to me, I always have to go to her.
I currently blog to you from my spot on the sofa. I sit here so frequently and for such long periods of time that the cushion has a dent in the middle. I don't even know what I really do here; I play Sims 3, I watch Desperate Housewives and Buffy, I go on Facebook, I watch YouTube videos, and I manage to make it last for days at a time. I'd like to have a project, something that gets me up and about but I seem to lack the motivation at the moment. Plus, it costs £3.60 to get the bus anywhere. I should really start learning to drive again, or buy a bike.
Today I have to tidy the house. I had a party last Saturday which I did tidy up afterwards, but it is the prep work I have to clean up now. Among the items I confiscated from view are fire pokers, plants, rickety photo frames, lanterns, a pot of shiny stones and various breakables. This seems excessive, but considering at my previous party even the oven gloves were utilised as vital beer-drinking equipment I don't think I went over the top.
That party went really well, actually. Highlights for me include being repeatedly picked up by Kerry to make me dance(both of us in hysterics which made the picking up part difficult), being force-fed cider by Dave in an attempt to get me so drunk I would end up doing hilarious things (hilarious for everyone but me), and completely PDA-ing with Dan, which I'm sure annoyed everyone else but made me happy as I almost never PDA. I feel I'm entitled to some public smoochies every once in a while.
Unfortunately there were also a couple of bad things about my party. Lisa got concussion which I was pretty worried about; we considered going to A&E but decided to only go if she felt any worse, which luckily she didn't. The bathroom door handle which we recently had fixed got broken, and the light pull got pulled off. Also I am a bit of a wimp, and at about 4am I started to get really dizzy from tiredness and got a bit snappy. I was a little too asleep to fully enjoy Charlie rubbing his bumcheek on Joe's face, but I'm sure the videos of it will remind me.
The morning after was fun as well. I love those mornings when everyone is completely destroyed and we just mong on the sofa, watching YouTube videos and oddly, discussing fossils. I guess I shouldn't really be surprised any more, but I find a lot of conversations now for me have those moments where I step back in my mind, listen for a bit and end up going '...wait, what?!'
I'd better get to tidying. Later!
My parents have been away for two weeks and I'm not entirely sure I like the person I have become while they've been away. I have been getting drunk, not seeing my family, being a bit of a bitch to some friends and forgetting to take proper care of my cat. My cat is beautiful: her name is Gretel and she is the most gorgeous mix of auburn, black and cream. Her face is split halfway down with black and cream, which describes her personality fairly accurately. She craves affection and miaows constantly, but yet whenever anyone goes to stroke her or coos at her, she runs away. I call her and call her but she never walks to me, I always have to go to her.
I currently blog to you from my spot on the sofa. I sit here so frequently and for such long periods of time that the cushion has a dent in the middle. I don't even know what I really do here; I play Sims 3, I watch Desperate Housewives and Buffy, I go on Facebook, I watch YouTube videos, and I manage to make it last for days at a time. I'd like to have a project, something that gets me up and about but I seem to lack the motivation at the moment. Plus, it costs £3.60 to get the bus anywhere. I should really start learning to drive again, or buy a bike.
Today I have to tidy the house. I had a party last Saturday which I did tidy up afterwards, but it is the prep work I have to clean up now. Among the items I confiscated from view are fire pokers, plants, rickety photo frames, lanterns, a pot of shiny stones and various breakables. This seems excessive, but considering at my previous party even the oven gloves were utilised as vital beer-drinking equipment I don't think I went over the top.
That party went really well, actually. Highlights for me include being repeatedly picked up by Kerry to make me dance(both of us in hysterics which made the picking up part difficult), being force-fed cider by Dave in an attempt to get me so drunk I would end up doing hilarious things (hilarious for everyone but me), and completely PDA-ing with Dan, which I'm sure annoyed everyone else but made me happy as I almost never PDA. I feel I'm entitled to some public smoochies every once in a while.
Unfortunately there were also a couple of bad things about my party. Lisa got concussion which I was pretty worried about; we considered going to A&E but decided to only go if she felt any worse, which luckily she didn't. The bathroom door handle which we recently had fixed got broken, and the light pull got pulled off. Also I am a bit of a wimp, and at about 4am I started to get really dizzy from tiredness and got a bit snappy. I was a little too asleep to fully enjoy Charlie rubbing his bumcheek on Joe's face, but I'm sure the videos of it will remind me.
The morning after was fun as well. I love those mornings when everyone is completely destroyed and we just mong on the sofa, watching YouTube videos and oddly, discussing fossils. I guess I shouldn't really be surprised any more, but I find a lot of conversations now for me have those moments where I step back in my mind, listen for a bit and end up going '...wait, what?!'
I'd better get to tidying. Later!
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