I have inky fingers; it's nice. When I lie on my front, on my elbows, my ears hear poorly, and when I stand, from this position, I get the worst kind of headache.
I'm watching a film called Benny and Joon, with Johnny Depp in. It reminds me a little of What's Eating Gilbert Grape, but maybe that's just because of the mental health overtones.
I can smell steak, and I want to walk by the canal, and never worry about whether I'm normal or not. I want somebody to love me again, I want not to like the boy that I like. I want a job that I enjoy and I want a good degree.
I want a tattoo of a semicolon.
I like finding pictures on weheartit.com and saving them. Some of them are really lovely.
Fantasy isn't good enough.
I want my best friend.
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Hello!

I'm in London with my friend Jemma. I'm absolutely hammered which is just lovely, and we're going to a barbecue soon. I left my suitcase in the pub where we got drunk, but it's okay, because our friend is going to pick it up for me. I love my tattoo. I love that it makes me think of her, and I'm having a nice time. It feels like it brings her along. You probably don't know what I'm talking about. I don't care.
It's hot, and London is still lovely, and my dress is nice. And having been on a train makes me happy. Travel travel :)
Today is good, and the days to follow should be good also. So here's to goodness ..

I think I had a panic attack today. I woke up at about 5 and I couldn't breathe and was shaking and crying. I had to sit on the floor and try and chill myself out. Scary.

Last night was lovely. Candles and blankets and a warm breeze in the garden. Skinned up lots. Lovely housemates. It was lovely lovely lovely.
Oh, and the boys tried to steal a bench.
:)
I love my friends.
The new therapist is nicer than the old one.

I've been doing some work, which is good. But it's a bit harder than I had previously imagined, which isn't good. I think I need to organise a meeting with my project supervisor.
The boy I like called me yesterday, I have lots of clothes coming on Tuesday in the post, the garden's had a makeover, and I have the house to myself. These are all really good things. I need to make myself do some work so that I can go home at the weekend and go to this party that's important to me, and maybe see the Boy :)
I'm watching anime and eating marmite on toast to help me stay sane. good tactic, actually.
I have no idea what I've been up to since I last posted. Mostly because I can't remember when I last posted. I think it was mostly just Easter stuff. I was home, worked for two weeks, saw friends and got drunk. The last week the Boy spent a week at mine while my parents were away. We got high alot and had many lovely talks, food, and hugs.
OH. Something else which is really good that I'd forgotten, I have printer ink! :)
This is the most retarded post.
But I don't care because I need to dooo things.

life metaphor?

Oh my head. oh dear. strongbow is not a friend of my head right now. I met up with a load of people I haven't seen in aaaaaages though. Very nice. Very good. Yes.
The sun isn't shining anymore, but it's still temperate and lovely. I'm going to go to my friend's now. Such a lovely boy. I'll sleep and doze and play with his cats and then go to a partee.
Nice times.