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Archive for September, 2008

So, after the phone debacle my new medical centre has now a few more faux pas’ added to it’s reputation (well, my thoughts about it anyway…)
I tried to register before I arrived, but I’ve had to wait for a medical, meaning my referral is delayed now by 2 weeks at least. So, yesterday I went [...]

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Birmingham

So, I’m in Birmingham now, complete with net and as many plates and pans as you could poke a stick with, but something’s still wrong. I just feel incomplete here, maybe it’s not really knowing anyone deep enough yet or what but I’m not being me, I’m just putting on a facade, and it’s cracking, [...]

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Uni

So, by the time you read this, I’ll be at Aston. I may/may not have net, so this is just incase I go missing for months on end, I’m still alive (possibly) but without interweb.
Have you changed the language on facebook to pirate yet? It’s amaaaazzingg! Or maybe I’m just a bit easy to please?!

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G’bye Manchester

6 weeks ago, I never wanted to see Manchester again, now I can’t bear to leave it!

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I’d like to think that things are a lot better than a month ago, the time of my last attempt to kill myself. I’d like to think I am more stable, and I think I am: I’m not a boiling pot of anger, nor am I as up and down as I was which is [...]

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I’m not a plastic bag

… but I got to my owner’s home in one!
We all know the bags I’m referring to:

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From bop to flop

My boppy, boingy boogieing down the street mood has been popped. It didn’t last long, but long enough to see the other side, to go to the gym, to dance around my old school and neighbourhood and tell everyone everything’s hunky doory. Except the bops flopped and it isn’t. My legs are like jelly, I [...]

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I think this is fairly appropriate giving that this weekend I’m moving cities and I feel I need to tie up some loose ends.
A year ago, I had a really strange phobia that’d got worse from it’s normally dormant levels which was of cassette tape. I think I wrote about this already, about how it [...]

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5 years it’s taken me to realise this. 5 years to realise I was making myself hate here, hate myself, hate the people, hate my friends, hate my schools and colleges, hate the people who’ve helped me, hate the weather, the places, the buses, the way my life was. But, I’m having something coming through, [...]

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And it was 5 past 5, I wanted to go home but made the mistake of saying I understood German. Cue him speaking crap and un understandable german and everyone else standing behind him wetting themselves, but not saving me. His address was something Kipper Street. Yep, he was eccentric.
And today, the sims stuff. Again, [...]

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