So today I didn’t have uni which was good… but didn’t do much all day.
I read more of my book, Nineteen Minutes… it’s more depressing than the books I usually read but it’s good so far. Went to this shop Goodlife Gallery (cause it’s closing down after today) and got a nice pair of sandals and these twinkle lights for my room. Then we went to the DVD shop and got some movies. I got the first disc of Once Upon A Time cause I’ve been hearing good things about it so I thought I’d give it a watch to see what it’s like. Just ordered Indian food so we’re going to eat and watch Sherlock Holmes 2 in a bit.
Overall… not a bad day.
- BSPCA- walked 2 dogs, bathed two puppies, and two dogs.
- Ate Cheerios and Drank Red Orange juice
- Put Olive Oil in my hair
- listened to Emeli Sande- Next to me
- Modern Family
- Started reading Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult
I’ve got my first driving lesson in under an hour. I hope the instructor is good and doesn’t shout or any shit… I might ended up killing us both if he does. Hopefully I can have a few lessons a week. Fingers crossed.
You know what. Fuck it. Apparently I’m the only goddamn person in our relationship who made any fucking mistakes.
Thank you so fucking much.
I’m so fucking done with people. All people I have any emotional connection with.
I’m going to be a cold heartless bitch from now on. I cannot be fucked feeling things anymore.
I like trees.
Yeah, trees are nice.
The way they stand,
the way they sway in the breeze
composed of thousands of leaves that breathe together as one
the way they stand strong
anchored to the ground
growing further underneath the surface
I wish i was more like a tree…
maybe then there’d be more progress happening
than what you see on the surface.
With me, for the most part, what you see is what you get.
One day, I will grow deep, and I will stand strong
like the most amazing things on earth.
- Jennifer Lawrence
- Emma Stone
- Kat Dennings (looks-wise more so than personality)
- Emma Watson
- Rachel McAdams
The many faces of John Lennon :)
- clean my goddamn room.
- take dress to the tailor
- call goddamn instructors (I’ve been saying I’ll do this for the past year but have yet to do shit)
- look for a desk lamp
- look at cameras, possibly buy one
- go to breakfast with Nadia and Shaima
- BSPCA on fridays and saturdays
- Souq- get bracelets/ any jewellery
- buy: Cod liver oil tablets, some kind of oil for my hair, OPI nail polish, flats, jeans, bras.
- Hair cut and manicure (since I finally stopped biting my nails!)
- Pan Asia for dinner with the girls
- Out with uni ppl- Bushido?
- see about the gym
My life, ladies and gentlemen.
Today one of the English teachers from my old high school passed away of pancreatic cancer.
I’d never properly spoken to him, and he never taught me… but he was an amazing person who helped so many kids at that school and in so many other places, I’m sure. It’s so frightening how someone can go from being such a bright, lively, and healthy person to someone so weak and consumed by illness.
I hope he’s some place magical… and I hope he’s resting in peace.
This is for you Mr.L … thinking of you. Your memory lives on. <3
"To be happy, it first takes being comfortable being in your own shoes. The rest can work up from there. The hardest situation to stay happy, I think, is when you’re trying to find love, and yourself at the same time. It just doesn’t seem to fit well. So I believe that happiness is being able to wake up and just know that this is what you wanted, and not what somebody else wanted."-Sophia Bush (via creatingaquietmind)
I’m all kinds of broken.
Broken on the inside… deep down.
Not too sure if it can be fixed.
I’m so terrified that it holds me back.
This fear is excruciating,
pushing away everything and everyone I love.
It’s been one whole month since I spoke to a friend,
a soulmate I loved most.
The feeling lingers, and somehow I can’t shake it off.
I said I would work on all the things I’d been putting off.
I’m not sure what I’m waiting for…
Hopefully this blog will help me work out the knots in my head…
The twisted parts of my mind that I have yet to unravel.
Here’s to making sense out of nonsense,
let this be my medium.