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December 2nd, 2008


10:34 am - 012
i'm beginning to think i'm not cut out for this education malarky. Or that I should've at least taken a year off this year and just worked and concentrated on doing loads of youth work stuff with oonagh. I dunno. I'm starting to reeeeeeally dislike tech. Like i love the people, and most of the classes I really enjoy but the whole having to draw x, y, z and being forced into doing stuff I'm not all that interested in doing is really getting to me. Plus the back of my mind is constantly telling me that i really don't have to be here if I don't want to. Idk.

Like, art and stuff. Before I left dominican I was kind of fed up with a level alone and I wondered if I really wanted to do soild art and I hoped this year would kind of make me realise I'm alright at art and I love doing it BUT it's only really throwing me the other way.

I'm debating with myself whether or not to go to uni next year. Because there's really not a single course I feel a particular draw to and I don't want to end up leaving because I feel like I have to with all this debt and whatever. I'm thinking I could take 'another' year out, move out of the house, get a better job and just do all the stuff I wanted to do to begin with. Or I could just drop out now, because part of me reallyreally doubts i'm going to pass this year. Like even now I'm in class but I'm not doing anything I'm updating a stupid blog.
Aidan and I are on weird terms again. Can't cope with that really.
And bouncer is being annoying.

I don't want a relationship ever. Like actually. I have come to that conclusion that it is just something I'm not designed for. Which is okay I guess. I've never really been that maternal or whatever. Maybe I should be a nun. My mum thinks I should be a nun.
I had a dream the other night I was at a swimming pool and I got out of the water and found my mum sitting at the side with her leg amputated. and she made some joke about her being a stone lighter and I burst into tears. I dunno what is going on in my head.

randomrandomrandom.
Help?
Current Location: tech (illustration department)
Current Mood: [mood icon] confused
Current Music: radio one

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November 9th, 2008


08:55 pm - 011
everything has gone to the fucking dogs.
Current Location: hole of depression.
Current Mood: [mood icon] distressed

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September 24th, 2008


09:43 am - 010
so. hello i'm in tech. it's a wonderful place. They don't ban us from every site in the history of everything so I'm able to update lj yay. Hello, hope you all are well. I'm sick. I think I have the cold or the flu or something that makes my head hurt and my nose feel like it weighs FIFTY STONE. We have life drawing in an hour or so buuut i don't know if there's going to be any neekid men as last time we had to draw a chair. I hope there isn't really because i will have a GIGGLE FIT. Immature.
Uckkk SICK.
omg i forget how to make a good lj entry. or at least an interesting one.
I miss everyone ): like actually miss them like a limb. I didn't think it would be that bad with everyone swanning off to uni but it really is. it really. is. My support/drinking/socialising/loling/girly network has FLED and like caitlin and stuff will be leaving for BRISTOL this weekend as well. whhaaaaaaaat. Not that it would matter if everyone was young free and avaliable since I AM NOT. Limavady has EATEN MY SOUL. I don't even want to do art anymore. I am sick of it. sick. of. it.
THOUGH i did get taught how to use a sewing machine yesterday.
and develop my own photos.
random.
Current Location: college
Current Mood: [mood icon] sick
Current Music: SILENCE.

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May 26th, 2008


02:03 am - 009
Alleged Father: I have a metal detector in the back of my police car.
Me: how lovely for you
Alleged Father: I'm bringing it home tomorrow.
Me: again, how lovely.
Alleged Father: I think you know why.
Me: ...



oh shit.
Current Location: bedroom.
Current Mood: [mood icon] ditzy
Current Music: Have I Got News For You

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February 25th, 2008


05:03 pm - 008
GOD WHY AM I SO ANGRY AT EVERYTHING.
MY 50P BRA BROKE.
LIFE JUST ISN'T WORTH LIVING ANYMORE.

EDIT: OH MY GOD I JUST BURST INTO TEARS AT NEIGHBOURS. HOLY FLYING FUCK.
Current Location: bedroom.
Current Mood: [mood icon] angry
Current Music: Newsround
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February 12th, 2008


09:02 pm - 007
you know there is a god when you go up to pay for a nice bra with a price tag of fiver and they charge you 50p.
Current Location: bedroom.
Current Mood: [mood icon] accomplished
Current Music: people's flashboxes on bebo

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February 4th, 2008


08:29 pm - 006
Aidan: Would you stop flirting with girls?
Laura: Would you stop flirting with boys?
Aidan: WHAT.

Aidan: Look Laura. You don’t like muff.
Laura: NEITHER DO YOU.

Aidan: I think you like it rough and dirty.
Laura: Do you like it rough and dirty?
Aidan: Oh yeah.
Laura:
Aidan: With you.
Laura: You know I don’t have a cock righ- oh hello mum.
Mum:

Aidan: her boobs just look all firm and …
Laura: how can you make that sound gay?
Aidan: WHAT.
Laura: Like. That’s pretty heterosexual but you make it sound gay.
Aidan: Laura. FUCK. OFF. Just because you like girl bits.
Laura: AND NEITHER DO YOU.

Aidan: Laura. I am as straight as a ruler.
Laura: Straight as a ruler that’s done a 360 and gone back up it’s own arse
Aidan: FUCK. OFF
Current Location: bedroom.
Current Mood: [mood icon] amused
Current Music: Still on Sweeney Todd

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January 28th, 2008


11:03 pm - 005
Oh my god I went out for my nan’s birthday tonight with her, my mum and my great aunts martha and madge. Got a lift to the restaurant (which was fucking empty bar a few drunks and gays) with my uncle pat and on the ride over they all discussed the price of bread and I wanted to die. Though, I did find out my nan turned SIXTY-NINE, which is pretty funny because I’ve been trying to guess my nan’s age since I was six. All four of them got steadily drunker and I was fucking wetting myself.

Me and Martha were trying to hook my nan up with this old old old fat man who was drinking read wine and reading poetry on an opposite table (in retrospect, probably never would’ve worked). My nan then started ranting about the size of her nunga-nungas and flashed me TWICE as if to prove the point that YES THEY ARE MASSIVE. Then they all discussed me and my weird friends and my weird piercings and what have you and my 18th and how they want to come.

Me: yes but it’d be fancy dress.
Nan: woo hoo! What’s the theme?
Me: catholics vs. protestants
SILENCE
Mum: why are you so weird?

Then my nan was like ‘aw well catholics are okay, it’s those fucking Presbyterians you’ve got to look out for.’ And my aunt Martha went for her.Then Martha got chatted up in the bar and some guy asked her if she wanted to get a room. Then my nan flashed me again and started crying because she wanted to know if I’d have a good time or not.

i am not weird.
Current Location: bedroom.
Current Music: Comedy Live Presents
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January 27th, 2008


03:39 pm - 004
there's a hole in the world like a great black pit
and it's filled with people who are filled with shit
and the vermin of the world inhabit it


Oh god I dislike Sundays rather a lot.
I think we should all have a tradition were we DO SOMETHING on a Sunday. I don’t give a shit what it is but bleeding hell ANYTHING. A movie or dinner or a walk or knifing people or a trip somewhere or the pub or a heist or shaving people but then slitting their throats and baking them in pies or just a CUP OF TEA AT SOMEONE'S HOUSE ): Just an idea.

I got the bus to Portstewart last night and when it stopped at the prom this group of fourteen and fifteen year olds were waiting and shouting and gowling and whatever then these three boys got on the bus with their rather large ginger mate hanging off them apparently blocked off his face. Yay for the new generation of street drinkers.

boy #1: naw mate I swears it like he just fucked his head off those steps there rite and he needs to get back to his ma in portlush like, alright?
bus driver: Get off my bus.

It was very funny.
Current Location: bedroom.
Current Mood: [mood icon] bored
Current Music: Sweeney Todd Soundtrack - No Place Like London
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January 22nd, 2008


08:29 pm - 003
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ah ha! finished! mwuhhahahaha!

Current Location: bedroom.
Current Mood: [mood icon] lonely
Current Music: Stiff Dylans - Ever Fallen In Love
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January 20th, 2008


05:09 pm - 002
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I'd rather be drawing than writing essays. But now you've got to write essays for art so people can pretend it's intellectual ):

Current Location: bedroom.
Current Mood: [mood icon] procrastinating
Current Music: I'll Never Tell - Buffy Soundtrack
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January 19th, 2008


07:34 pm - 001
can't believe I'm back to this bollocks.
ahahahha.
Current Location: bedroom.
Current Mood: [mood icon] sleepy
Current Music: BBC iPlayer - Interview with RTD

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