In The Life of
Matthew Robertson
he's a pinball wizard
it's got to be a twist
he's a pinball wizard
with such a supple wrist
1 September
"White Rabbits" was the second thing I said this morning. The first was "what the heck is wrong with my radio". My clock radio is a minion of the dark lord, i'm sure of it. it can't even stay on the right channel.
I spent the morning getting a wee way into "Wings" by Terry Pratchett. I read the first two parts of the Bromeliad yesterday. Having read Johnny and the Dead over the weekend. After this i'm not sure what I'll read. Maybe I'll start my Chem203 SuperAcids research.
Then I played on the outer a while, setting up those essentuals like ICQplus (one needs skinz on one's ICQ). Following that I went to town to buy my father a fathers day present. I got him Alicia Bridges' album "I love the nightlife", for only $2, so i bought myself a copy at the same time. Okay maybe it is a bit of a gay album, but I made up for it by buying a real mans album Gloria Gaynor: master series. And what is that look for? It is too a man's album. If you're goin't'be like that, I just won't talk to you. I also scored the soundtrack to "Prince of Eygpt" for $4.99. Yay Whorehouse.
When I got home I was playing with my ICQ settings and gave myself a real shock, I still had "Mine" written in the additional information on my ex's ICQ info. It's been there over a year. I'm quite surprised it lasted that long, I thought I had cleansed my puter of all that stuff in the few days after I got dumped. It was also kinda spooky timing.
I have a great Fifth Element skin on my ICQ. YAY.
Actually, to those who are reading, i've lost my email address book so if you want to be on my bulk send list TELL ME. Ummmm, thats about it for now. Later.
SaaaaaaaAAAAAAYYY HEY!
My mumma was right all along
My mumma was right all along
She said you would leave me
Hurt me, deceive me
Break me
Then you would forsake me
Hey
My mumma was right all along
My mumma was right all along
She said you would hurt me
Cheat me, desert me
My mumma was right all along
3 September 1999
I wasted all the day of yesterday playing Starcraft (a trick I repeated this evening) after having finished The Bromeliad at 8:30 yesterday morning.
Then last night I went to the movies,YAY. A Midsummer Night's Dream, It's a great movie, not perfectly true to the play, and Hippolyta was WAY to girly. But quite good alround. The Thisbe reminded me of my ex (okay, so maybe i am being just a little bitchy, the resemblance was slight, my ex isn't that cute). Ruppy makes a great Oberon, and Michelle Phiefer is great at everything, and pulled off Titania really well. I'd definately recommend it to anyone who is thinking about going. It's a kick-arse flick.
Today I went window shopping with Alexandrea (Andy), and didn't buy anything. I convinced her into buying a couple of CDs though. I am such a BAD influence.
I think I'm supposed to be going to a party next door. Atleast I hope so, coz I can't be bothered walking into town. And if I stayed home on a friday night I would just be plain tragic. Of course I could just play Starcraft all night.
Later.
The moment I wake up
Before I put on my make-up
I say a little prayer for you
While combing my hair now
Wondering what dress to wear now
I say a little prayer for you
4 September 1999
I went to the neighbours party last night and ended up having a great time. Though I still feel really guilty about the alcohol jelly I ate there. I am so bad at the whole temperence thing. but atleast I wasn't drunk like most of the people there. In fact I think one plastic disposible shotglass of jelly probably isn't that much of a sin. But I still feel decadent. I had lots of fun dancing though, and drank a few bottle of ginger beer so that from a distance I looked like I was joining in. Non-alcoholic brewed beverages in mock-beer-bottles are so much fun.
Texas is playing on TOTPs. They are so great. (but then maybe thats coz I am a bit of a fan). But I'm rambling.
This morning I got up and did my paper run then watched a couple of cartoons and then slept till half twelve, rising to meet a sunny afternoon. then I wasted all day playing Starcraft and ToonStruck.
Well thats about all i have to write, so bye.
Many nights we've prayed
With no proff anyone could hear
In our hearts a hopeful song
We bearly understood
Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains
Long before we knew we could
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
5 September 1999
Last night I was getting ready to go out when I clicked my back, and ended up having an early night curled up in bed listening to Seventies Chart Toppers vol. 1. My back has been playing up a bit ever since I tried to carry Midget around one lunch time at Uni. I guess i just wasn't designed to toss Midgets (no matter how great a sport it is).
And today I did the whole Starcraft thing again. I am such a lazy arse. Though I did do a little bit of gardening and help fix the bunny cage (at last, it's been broken for AGES).
GRRRRRRRRRR, my ICQ isn't sending properly. And I can't think of anything to write. So g'night.
Now if you feel you can't go on
Because all of your hope is gone
And your life is filled with confusion
And happiness is just an illusion
And your world around is tumbling down
Darling, reach out
Reach out for me
I'll be there
with the love that'll comfort you
I'll be there
with the love that will see you through
6 September 1999
Today I actually got out of the house. Admittedly it was only because holidays have ended and it was nose to the grindstone again. Chem was chemish, Thea was fun, if painful. I got stuck playing an unhappy and mistreated wife for most of the class, and it was horrible.
Then I finally got to talk to Nina, for the first time in over two weeks. I even got passing greetings from Tina, who I haven't seen in way too long either.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, my mother is using my internet connection to download some illegal program or another. So I can't go online :o(. Hopefully i'll get to upload this tonight, otherwise it might not get up till the morrow. YAY, my mother finished on the net at last, so i can post this thing. Golly, my life is so tragic i'm writing about writing my diary. *slap* I'm too tragic for words.
CHORUS Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly I'm gonna love one man 'til I die Can't help loving that man of mine Tell me he's lazy, tell me he's slow Tell me I'm crazy, maybe I know Can't help loving that man of mine When he goes away, that's a rainy day But when he comes back that day is fine, the sun'll shine He can come home as late as can be Home without him ain't no home to me Can't help loving that man of mine JULIE: Now listen sister, I love my mister man And I can't tell you why There ain't no reason, why I should love that man It must be somthin' that the angels done plan (CHORUS) QUEENIE: My man is shiftless and good for nothin' too, he's my man just the same He's never round here when there is work to do JOE: I's never round here when there's working to do QUEENIE: The chimney's chokin', the roof is leakin' in, but he don't seem to care He's only happy when he's sippin' his gin, I even loves him when his kisses got gin (CHORUS) Not entirely sure on the last Queenie verse, as it's a long time since I've sung this song ... but this should give you an idea of lyrics!There Rachael! Happy now?!?!?!?!?
8 September 1999
Yesterday I was raining so much. And I was maniacally happy. Bith because I have always liked rain, and being dripping wet, and drying out slowly in classes, and that horrible feeling that you get from having wet jeans stick to your thighs. And also for a slightly bitchy and less honourable reason.
Then in english no-one said anything overly bad about my poem. john pointed out that it was prose, not a real poem, and said he didn't like it. But then when he realised everyone else was talking about the major metaphor, which he had totally missed, he decided he iked it after all. So I am resonably happy. about it all.
YAY, the new series of Lexx started last night. Not that I'm a sci-fi geek or anything. But it is just SUCH a great show. It's so TRASHY and expensive at the same time.
Today: well, I made it too my 9am lecture, almost on time. Then I spent an hour with one of my friends while she cried about her ex-boyfriends new girlfriend (who turns out to be one of my ex's little clique). Then I went to my Chem meeting, but Allen (my mad chem lab supervisor) wasn't there, so I had walked up five sets of stairs for nothing. So I had an early lunch, before being dragged off to polytech (oooooooooooooowwww, yuk, tech germs) for a free sausage sizzle and sacrifical burning of explosively gas filled paper mache polititions heads. That was followed by a long chemistry lab, which was actually quite fun. It was reacting SUPERACIDS, even if mine and my lab partners didn't work out, it was still interesting. Though it doesn't change the fact I loathe all laboratories.
I have also been eating WAY too much lately. SO I am going to get SO FAT. Hideously obese. Grotesquely massive. etc. etc. etc.
Anyway, I'm feeling crappy as heck about life at the moment. I'm not sure why though. I have just in the last couple of hours got really down in the mouth. And I'm using victorian english cliches. So I should probably leave now. Oh, and if you are wondering about that long song quote, Rachael asked my to find it for her, but I've lost her email so I just posted it here instead. Later.
SAMUEL: (cowed) We'd better pause, or danger may befall,
Their father is a Major-General.
GIRLS: Yes, yes; he is a Major-General!
(The MAJOR-GENERAL has entered unnoticed, on the rock)
GENERAL: Yes, yes, I am a Major-General!
SAMUEL: For he is a Major-General!
ALL: He is! Hurrah for the Major-General!
GENERAL: And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Major-General!
ALL: It is! Hurrah for the Major-General!
Hurrah for the Major-General!
SONG--MAJOR-GENERAL
I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights
historical
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical;
I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters
mathematical,
I understand equations, both the simple and
quadratical,
About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news,
With many cheerful facts about the square of the
hypotenuse.
ALL: With many cheerful facts, etc.
GENERAL: I'm very good at integral and differential calculus;
I know the scientific names of beings animalculous:
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
ALL: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
He is the very model of a modern Major-General.
GENERAL: I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir
Caradoc's;
I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for
paradox,
I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus,
In conics I can floor peculiarities parabolous;
I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and
Zoffanies,
I know the croaking chorus from the Frogs of
Aristophanes!
Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's
din afore,
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense
Pinafore.
ALL: And whistle all the airs, etc.
GENERAL: Then I can write a washing bill in
Babylonic cuneiform,
And tell you ev'ry detail of Caractacus's uniform:
In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
ALL: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
He is the very model of a modern Major-General.
GENERAL: In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and
"ravelin",
When I can tell at sight a Mauser rifle from a javelin,
When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more
wary at,
And when I know precisely what is meant by
"commissariat",
When I have learnt what progress has been made in
modern gunnery,
When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery-
-
In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy,
You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee.
ALL: You'll say a better Major-General, etc.
GENERAL: For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and
adventury,
Has only been brought down to the beginning of the
century;
But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
ALL: But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
He is the very model of a modern Major-General.
Come on, its an easy way to put in quotes. Though lazy and far less telling about what songs were stuck in my head.
9 September 1999
Yesterday afternoon my eyes were emerald, this morning they were green-hazel and now (just when I thought they were going back to their usual hazel-brown) they are going green again. And I have no idea why they are doing it. Actually eyes that change colour between emerald green and chocolate brown are the one genetic trait I'm glad I inherited from my mother. It's just a shame I inherited being fat and ugly from her too.
I didn't sleep well last night. I kept waking up. maybe that explains the green eyes. Though probably not.
Todays classes were all okay. My first lecture was just plain too early. Chem203 was interesting though. We learned about boranes and how the american military had thought they would make good bombs. My Chem204 lab was a tad wasted though. I was supposed to be planning for the feild trip next week with my lab partner. But I paired up with someone who isn't bad looking, so my mind wasn't really on task. I should really try to work with ugly people, for one I'd concentrate better, and I'd look a tad better looking by comparison. Oh, and at ENGL, John (the lecturer) left sick. But we still did things basically as usual, though we were probably a little less harsh on each other.
Well I think thats me out of things to write, so Later.
I grabbed my trusty revolver
And shot the monkey from your shoulder
Everyone knows you've been such a good girl
Everyone knows you've been such a good girl
Everyone knows you've been such a good girl
And I'm gonna buy you the world.
12 September 1999
On friday after my one lecture in the morning I went and farewelled some rellies who were moving overseas. On friday night I attended a LADS concert at the octagon, for a christian band they weren't too bad. I danced with a few of my friends, and in doing so scared a good few christians, simply by the fact I dance, as apposed to "bopping". Then I stopped at wormgirls on the way home (after she had been one of the friends I had danced with) and got forced to look at all her photos.
Yesterday I spent the morning and early afternoon cleaning, joy for me. Then I spent the rest of the afternoon helping at my brothers 11th birthday party. Fun, fun, fun. Atleast afterwards I had plans, I walked to town and met up with Peter (a friend of mine from southland) and then walked all the way to Helensburgh. The party wasn't too bad. I was very hyper and danced with a lesbian friend of mine. I was great.
Anyway, I have about two thousand words to write on something I haven't researched yet, tonight. Lots of chemistry fun for me.
Touch me I'm dying
I'm not like this all the time
I'm not like this all the time
13 September 1999
I got a token attempt at a chem project in. Enough so that Allan can laugh at how useless I am anyway.
Then after lunch, where I talked to Karen and Nina and tried to avoid being beaten up by that Andrea beast, I had a theatre studies performance test. It wasn't great, but I don't think I did too bad. And I got my theatre essay back, I got a B+ out of an hour and a halfs work. So three guesses who is a happy chappy.
Anyway, I'm off now. Have fun.
I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
and girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have -
That's all they really want
14 September 1999
I got Twelve Deadly Cyns.. and then some this morning. YAY for CDs on sale.
I also went on a student protest today. I even carried a banner and killed my voice by shouting too much. it was great, if rather pointless. I didn't even get on the news. then I left the after thing early so I could get to english, and it was cancelled. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. Darn John and his miscellaneous illness.
I've also started drooling over every other person who walks by again. I even flirted with the ugly checkout person at the whorehouse when I was buying my CD. And I really obviously drooled over someone who I had a crush on in BIOL115 last year. And there were a few other times I realised just how deserate I'm getting. But by the same token, i never like anyone who is interested in me. I am SO TRAGIC. Anyway I'm off to watch TV.
Last when there is nothing
But a slow blowing dream
That your fear seems to hide
Deep inside your mind
All alone I have cried
Silent tears full of pride
In a world made of steel, made of stone
17 September 1999
Wednesday was rather uneventful. Allan laughed at my attempt at a chemistry essay. And that was about the day really.
Thursday. Now Thursday was somewhat more interesting. After a couple of rather dull chemistry lectures I had a field trip. To Mt. Grande water-treatment station, where there was a strange man who was actually passionate about water treatment, I was SO scared. Then we went to Musselburgh screening and pumping station, which smelt something cronic. Sewerage is not the most fun thing in the world. Then after stoppping by at the Tahuna Settling station it was home for a hot long shower.
Thursday night was fun too. I had promised Bex I would go to her ex's bithday with her. So I went to meet Bex at Hayward but then got sidetracked jogging with her sister (Nina: me wife, love of me life). Then we wnt to watch "Felicity". Bex met us their, and she had brought along one of her friends who I have a slight case of lust for for ages. So after completely shaming myself out (I was WAY wasted on sugar and caffine, combined with how tongue tied hormones make me anyway), we all headed to thr Robbie Burns for Bex's ex's party. (yes I do know Bex's ex's name, but I'm not using it because I'm trying to be bitchy, and because Bex's ex is almost a rhyme.) At the Robbie I danced with Bex, who was getting a little tiddly. And flirted at Bex's friend. Then Alex (my Father's partner) snuck me and Bex into Chez Sleaze. Where Bex got rather drunk, and I had Coke and flirted with Bex's friend even more. I am SO TRAGIC.
After the 3-4 hours of sleep I got I actually still made it to my Chem lecture, and stayed awake the whole way though it. Then after visiting Tina, I went op shopping and bough some clothes. the lunchtime theatre play I went to was just plain wierd, fun though. And I guess thats all i have to write. Later.
I don't want to lose you
this good thing
that i've got
but if I lose
I surely lose a lot
Coz your love is better
Than any love I know
It's like thunder, lightning
the way you love me is frightning.
18 September 1999
Last night I went to town and couldn't find my friends :o(. but I did spot my 9 month old cousin through a window and thus ended up having a long chat with my Aunt. I'm now certain about my want to move out of home and into Dad's fisherman's cottage. I have to escape from my mother. While in town I also bought a new CD. Boogie Fever, it's a collection of seventies hits.
I have spent all day today cleaning :o(. I'm having friends around tonite and the house is disgusting. Anyway I have nothing else to say right now, so ummm, I guess that is it. Later.
When I was eight I had a friend
with a pirate smile
make believe and play pretend
we were innocent and wild
hopped a fence and slammed the gate
running down my alleyway
in time to watch Sally's pigeons fly
19 September 1999
I had a party last night. It was great. All seventies all night (actually at 3 in the morning I played a little bit of eighties stuff, I am so bad). A few people who had said they would come didn't though :o(. But it was kinda crowded so thats not too much of a problem.
I had lunch with my father and "evil-step-mother" today. Which was the first proper meal I have had since thursday. And my evil-step-mother gave me a Cyndi Lauper CD, hat full of stars because he doesn't like it.
Thats about it for this exciting sunday of my life.
You make me feel like dancing
20 September 1999
I have been worrying for a couple of days that I'm obsessed with someone. Then on the way home from uni today I played a good bout of test-the-waters-cabbage, proving I'm not. Which is SO good. it means i just have another embarrasing crush to add to a long life on embarrasing crushes.
I also got my second assesment for theatre studies back, a B. Added to the B+ I got for the first assignment, I'm very happy.
GRRRRRRRRRR, and my lil brother totally shamed me out at uni today. I so wish I had been an only child.
Anyway, thats all I have to say for now.
Calling occupants of interplanetary craft.
Calling occupants of interplanetary, most extraordinary, craft.
21 September 1999
I thought up a really witty opening paragraph for this on the way home from uni. And now I can't remember a single word of it. Though I think it was based on self-depricating retorical questions.
I was curled up in bed by nine last night, watching "Joan of Arc" on the telly. I was feeling just a little run down. Today I feel even worse though. Basically every bit of my body aches and I'm pumping out phlegm by the litre. It all sucks big monkeys through small straws.
I got up and went into my 9am tutorial this morning to find it wasn't on, so my first class wasn't till 3pm. "We are not amuzed" (that was a royal "we", incase you haven't heard international streaker and missed the allusion). So I went to town and bought shoes. I also made an appointment to get my hair coloured, but I can't decide on a colour so will probably end up cancelling the appointment. It's too expensive anyway, and I don't really want it coloured, I just want something to change in my life.
Then I came back to uni for lunch, and to gossip with various people. And ended up chatting to my almost-obsession for over half an hour. So I'm on a big buzz (made even bigger by all the sugary food I had for lunch). Though its a bit silly really, I'm too homely to have the right to even like someone that gorgeous.
I have such a miserable self image. I should probably try and do something about it. I think the whole moving out of home thing will be really good for me. I have a sneaking suspicion most of my problems are due to my mother.
Actually I told her about the fact I was moving out yesterday morning, having cleared it with dad the day before (sunday). And she said that I wasn't and just ignored everything else I said. Gee, like I don't have enough self-worth problems without my mother not even considering my opinions worthy of being listened too.
My bit of useless philosophy for the day the whole people liking personality thing is a shame they tell ugly people to keep the suicide rate down.
Well I'm not really in the mood to write much more now and this is long enough for one day already. So LATER.
I am woman, hear me roar
In numbers too big to ignore
And I know too much to go back and pretend
Coz I heard it all before
When I've been down there on the floor
22 September 1999
I would write stuff, but i'm too bust sulking. Mostly about something I have no write to sulk about, but also a bit over the fact one of my friends called my big-tuff-go-faster-red-plastic-lego-bucket a "camp handbag" :o(. And I'm still sulking that my ex said I look like my little brother aswell.
Anyone who ever loved
Could look at me
And know that I love you
Anyone who ever dreamed
Could look at me
And know I dream of you
Knowing I love you so
Anyone who had a heart
Would take me in his arms
And love me too
You couldn't really have a heart
23 September 1999
i'm still doing the random depression thing today. I prolly just need some sense slapped into me though. They liked my poem at poetry today. YAY. And one of my friends gave me a contact that might be able to get me a part time job at the library. YAY again.
Can't talk though, I have put off my Chem203 superacids assignment for too long. It's due tomorrow and I haven't even started It yet. I'm in for the fun-est night ever. And I have an extra lab tomorrow :o(. So I really must go start trying to research enough to write something passable.
Nothing really matters
24 September 1999
I spent a total of about three hours on my chem essay, and it shows. Well it's only worth 20%, so it's not THAT important. And that has been my day. Later.
Fly away on venga airways
25 September 1999
Last night I went to "Lola Rennt" for the second time in my life. And it seemed even better. It is a plain GREAT movie. I went to it with Peter (tragic tuatapere boy that he is), Sarah (his pretty-girl flatmate) and Andrew (her equally pretty-boy boyfriend).
today i got up early-ish with plans, but got sidetracked by Railroad Tycoon II. So ended up having to rush into town and get Karen's birthday present and then rushing straight to her party. I looked such a mess.
But now I am all dolled up and about to head off to a christian 21st party.
I see your true colours
And that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
True colours
Your true colours
Are beautiful like a rainbow
26 September 1999
I have a skirt. but more on that later.
Jenny's 21st was great. The live band was a little too christian and few of her friends dance, but still, it was fun all round. Meeting Jenny's family was interesting. I'm not quite sure how Jenny happened though. She kind of looks like them, but kind of doesn't aswell. Her parents are both those hard, sharp kind of people, her brother is a bit softer featured (granting classical beauty) and Jenny is softer still (cute, in a non-descript sort of way). It just shows the power of recessive genetics.
Then I went to the 21st parties of two of Peter's friends, coz I had shared a ride down from Helensburgh with him anyways. Which was interesting, as I bumped into a couple of friends I hadn't seen in ages. Then I stopped by Amy's Pre-Exam P Party, and pranced for a while, I didn't need as costume coz I was there as a pillock.
This morning was lovely, I think I might have even been tanning while I did my paper run.
This avo I headed into the art gallery, to meet some of my friends and do the wearable arts costume workshop. but they all stood me up, so I had to do it alone. I was lots of fun though, I made a paper and stretchy-synthetic-seethru-printed-stuff full length skirt, with an itty bitty paper top (the one of my friends thought was a hand bag) and a veil (which I lost somewhere on the way home). So maybe i'm no fashion designer, but if I can find someone with a cute midriff to model it, it shouldn't look too bad.
And I got dodgy asain stationary from my Aunty Judith. YAY. :o).
Delta Dawn
What's that flower you have on
Could it be a faded rose
From days gone by
And did I hear you say
He was meeting you here today
To take you to his mansion
In the sky
27 September 1999
Todays classes were quite usual. My chem lecture was boring as a retirement home dance. I'm still way too timid for Improvisation. I don't like having to think in front of others.
I met a couple of new people today though. Margie, Rachael's lil sis, who seems like a step up from old Rach :oÞ. And, Simon, the partner of Carl who just moved down here from christchurch with him. They are a weird couple. Actually as archaic as it is, I think gay couples in general still weird me out a bit.
Ummm, thats about all I can think of. Wait, the bad point of my day, i had Delta Dawn stuck in my head all day. GRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrr..........
When he goes down
to get the mail
it measures on
the reicter scale
28 September 1999
I have had a crap day. I went to student health this morning, and was told my mole seems fine, and my white spots are going to stay that way - so I should stay out of the sun, and my headaches are either poster or diet related, and I'm clinically obese (though if I lose two kilograms I'll be merely overweight), and I have really high blood pressure :o(.
Talk about sucky days.
Then my ex snubbed me (though I got snubbed the whole time we were going out so what should I expect). And I totally shamed myself out in front of someone I like. And got trashed out about my punctuation in English217.
On the lighter side, I got issue four of spider woman. :o). And I've been cheering myself up with lots of chocolate.
Anyways, must go get ready. I'm going to a youth forum '70s dance.
Keep on singing
Don't stop singing
You're gonna be a star someday
You've gonna make a lot of people happy
When they come to hear you play
29 September 1999
Last night's dance was SO tenny-bopper.
This morning I actually made it to chemistry on time (shock, horror). Then after chem i spent two hours being a right git on the union lawn, to the amuzement of the masses, including my ex. But I was having far too much fun to get embarrased at the time. Though I have a weird feeling i'm going to get severly paid out about it. Not as badly as Wormgirl though, because my friends are most weirdoes with no shame, but her's are a tad more conservative.
Then i went and had my head shrunk for 15 minutes. Which reminded me why i stopped seeing my old shrink. i just really don't like having to acknowledge i have feeling, especially that I have unkind ones.
Then I came home I started into a nice thick novel, i've already read the first 18 chapters, unfortunately there are over 80 of the things.
Anyway, i'm off to curl up in bed and read.
I'm not in the mood for a song quote today.
30 September 1999
This morning I went into chem, then came home having forgotten to do my ENGL217 workbook. Then I went back into uni for the Krshna lunch, where I realised I had left my glasses at home. Fortunately i found my father then and he gave me a ride home to get them. It gave him a chance to catch me up on whats happening in the family, which wasn't all good. One of my rellies has cancer, and it isn't looking too bright, but hopefully it will be fine in the end.
Then my chem lab, which took less than half an hour (though I have to go back tomorrow, which is no fun). Though freaky thing, my ex actually talked to me, by choice, in the union. The shook almost killed me. though it was just to find out what me and Wormgirl had been upto on the union lawn yesterday.
My poem got massacred at english :o(. And I'm not allowed to eat till 9-ish tomorrow as I have to have a blood test in the morning. And I have to go do my lab tomorrow. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
Anyway, now I'm sulking so I guess it's time for me to go off to bed.