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sebastienneThe first-bit-of-the-first-post-of-each-month meme...
I think it shows a bit of a decline. I think this journal may take longer to recover from panic!term than I have; bear with me while I'm boring. I hope to be back to the level of interestingness of these earlier posts in the forseeable future:
Jan 3rd:OULES, OU3FSers, OxGoths and randoms;
i am going to be 20. this is going to be celebrated in the pansexual house of love on my birthday, friday january 13th.
it will, of course, be a costume party, and the theme will be "emmasexual".
Feb 1st: so finally there might be one of those cartoonish rays of sunlight that filters down through layers of cloud. i'm feeling just that little bit brighter, and my voice is just that little bit bouncier, and a week and a day after i thought "ooh, i feel a bit dodgy; i'll just dose up on painkillers and go out anyway" i've been able to walk around the house without feeling like i'm going to fall over.
March 1st: Am confirmed in my status as a ridiculous slacker. 1176 words with a conclusion at the end - I'll call it an essay. My concern for my academic progress is at an all-time low; I'm working for hours at the things that interest me and minimally for the things that bore me. I will write in these exams on topics I care about, because that's why I'm doing this degree.
April 2nd: There can be no denying it any longer. I am living the kind of life that I thought, one day, if I were very, very lucky, I might get to lead. I'm living in a Ziggy Stardust universe where "one of your subs telling the other one to stop sucking her dick because she's not allowed to orgasm without your permission? whyever would that be hot?" is a question that refers to real-life events.
May 1st: Am updating from a room of a very hot girl. Am in said room with Jessie, Helen, and Magrat-Claire. Have had 2 hours' sleep in the last 30, and feel perfectly tranquil and rested. May Morning has been documented elsewhere by better journallers than me, so I'll just say that I had fun and was intellectually stimulated and Katy's breasts have a great sense of rhythm and Jessie's singing made the sun come out over St. Johns.
June 1st: 'All right,' said Susan. 'I'm not stupid. You're saying humans need . . . fantasies to make life bearable.'
REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.
-Terry Pratchett, The Hogfather.
'You make us sound mad,' said Susan.
NO. YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT AREN'T TRUE. HOW ELSE CAN THEY BECOME?
July 1st: why is my whole family watching the football, and being grouchy because we aren't winning?
who are these people, and how do they share genetics with me?
it's been on, for like, 3 hours, and my sister's being obnoxious and my dad's being irritable.
remind me when's the soonest time i can get back to oxford?
August 3rd: I'm hiding in my room right now because the cleaner came. That's right. Since I went to university my parents have now got two shiny silver cars on the drive outside my window, and have employed a cleaner. Why this should freak me out so much, when I've been used to having a scout, I don't know... I guess it's 'cause all scouts really do is empty your bins and report back to college about who or what you have in your room every morning... this woman is something else. *Shudders*
September 1st: Places I have no intention of ever going again:
( The bitch-whore from hell at Edinburgh station ticket office )
( The Gloucester Arms (rock pub in Ox) )
( Tigerlily (alt shop in Ox) )
October 1st: sushi_radical's beautiful cat, Bear, has found a new home with flannelcat and penguin_worship in Brighton. Thanks for all the interest, with especial apologies to libellum, we think you would have made a fabulous mummy for Bear, and hope you find a cat for the CatCave soon.
November 1st: The Good:
seeing Ashley for the first time in 10 days ; Ashley getting a shiny new house on Union Street ; Torchwood's date-rapist getting to feel that fear ; Bailey's flavoured Aero from the Wednesday market.
December 4th: jacinthsong, i have your hat and your book. and if someone does not claim this beautiful advent calendar in a day or two, i will have to start marking off the days with it..
I think it shows a bit of a decline. I think this journal may take longer to recover from panic!term than I have; bear with me while I'm boring. I hope to be back to the level of interestingness of these earlier posts in the forseeable future:
Jan 3rd:OULES, OU3FSers, OxGoths and randoms;
i am going to be 20. this is going to be celebrated in the pansexual house of love on my birthday, friday january 13th.
it will, of course, be a costume party, and the theme will be "emmasexual".
Feb 1st: so finally there might be one of those cartoonish rays of sunlight that filters down through layers of cloud. i'm feeling just that little bit brighter, and my voice is just that little bit bouncier, and a week and a day after i thought "ooh, i feel a bit dodgy; i'll just dose up on painkillers and go out anyway" i've been able to walk around the house without feeling like i'm going to fall over.
March 1st: Am confirmed in my status as a ridiculous slacker. 1176 words with a conclusion at the end - I'll call it an essay. My concern for my academic progress is at an all-time low; I'm working for hours at the things that interest me and minimally for the things that bore me. I will write in these exams on topics I care about, because that's why I'm doing this degree.
April 2nd: There can be no denying it any longer. I am living the kind of life that I thought, one day, if I were very, very lucky, I might get to lead. I'm living in a Ziggy Stardust universe where "one of your subs telling the other one to stop sucking her dick because she's not allowed to orgasm without your permission? whyever would that be hot?" is a question that refers to real-life events.
May 1st: Am updating from a room of a very hot girl. Am in said room with Jessie, Helen, and Magrat-Claire. Have had 2 hours' sleep in the last 30, and feel perfectly tranquil and rested. May Morning has been documented elsewhere by better journallers than me, so I'll just say that I had fun and was intellectually stimulated and Katy's breasts have a great sense of rhythm and Jessie's singing made the sun come out over St. Johns.
June 1st: 'All right,' said Susan. 'I'm not stupid. You're saying humans need . . . fantasies to make life bearable.'
REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.
-Terry Pratchett, The Hogfather.
'You make us sound mad,' said Susan.
NO. YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT AREN'T TRUE. HOW ELSE CAN THEY BECOME?
July 1st: why is my whole family watching the football, and being grouchy because we aren't winning?
who are these people, and how do they share genetics with me?
it's been on, for like, 3 hours, and my sister's being obnoxious and my dad's being irritable.
remind me when's the soonest time i can get back to oxford?
August 3rd: I'm hiding in my room right now because the cleaner came. That's right. Since I went to university my parents have now got two shiny silver cars on the drive outside my window, and have employed a cleaner. Why this should freak me out so much, when I've been used to having a scout, I don't know... I guess it's 'cause all scouts really do is empty your bins and report back to college about who or what you have in your room every morning... this woman is something else. *Shudders*
September 1st: Places I have no intention of ever going again:
( The bitch-whore from hell at Edinburgh station ticket office )
( The Gloucester Arms (rock pub in Ox) )
( Tigerlily (alt shop in Ox) )
October 1st: sushi_radical's beautiful cat, Bear, has found a new home with flannelcat and penguin_worship in Brighton. Thanks for all the interest, with especial apologies to libellum, we think you would have made a fabulous mummy for Bear, and hope you find a cat for the CatCave soon.
November 1st: The Good:
seeing Ashley for the first time in 10 days ; Ashley getting a shiny new house on Union Street ; Torchwood's date-rapist getting to feel that fear ; Bailey's flavoured Aero from the Wednesday market.
December 4th: jacinthsong, i have your hat and your book. and if someone does not claim this beautiful advent calendar in a day or two, i will have to start marking off the days with it..