Day 01 - Your favourite song

I asked last.fm and he informed me that this is my most listened to song of all time. Its not surprising.

This is the most mesmerising, achy, confining and ultimately, freeing song I've ever heard probably. The more I say the more I ruin it. Just listen. Preferably with eyes shut. With grass between your toes and a soft breeze in your hair.

Project

Day 01 - Your favourite song
Day 02 - A song that makes you happy
Day 03 - A song that makes you sad
Day 04 - A song that reminds you of someone
Day 05 - A song that reminds of you of somewhere
Day 06 - A song that reminds you of a certain event
Day 07 - A song that you can dance to
Day 08 - A song that makes you fall asleep
Day 09 - A song from your favourite band
Day 10 - A song that no one would expect you to love
Day 11 - A song that describes you
Day 12 - A song from your favourite album
Day 13 - A song that you listen to when you’re angry
Day 14 - A song that you listen to when you’re happy
Day 15 - A song that you listen to when you’re sad
Day 16 - A song that you want to play at your wedding
Day 17 - A song that you want to play at your funeral
Day 18 - A song that makes you laugh
Day 19 - Your favourite song at this time last year

bus

I have been abandoning all the things I should be doing. I've been ignoring all the things I want to do. Instead I have been waiting for life to begin. Figuratively speaking.

All I do is wake up, get a bus, get pissed off at humans, get another bus and go back to sleep.

http://www.backyardbill.com/

Probably my new favourite website. Beautiful photos of beautiful men (and some adorable ladies). What more could you possibly need!

9 months of it

The Imaginarium of Dr Parnassus
This is it
An Education
Dead Man Running
Bright Star
A Christmas Carol
Jennifer's Body
Men Who Stare at Goats
2012
Harry Brown
Cold Souls
A Serious Man
New Moon
Paranormal Activity
Nativity
Law Abiding Citizen
The Box
The Descent: Part 2
Carriers
Avatar
St. Trinians 2
Nine
Alvin and the Chipmunks 2
Nowhere Boy
Sherlock Holmes
Did You Hear About the Morgans?
Daybreakers
It's Complicated
The Road
Sex, Drugs and Rock & Roll
44 Inch Chest
The Book of Eli
Up in The Air
Brothers
A Prophet
Edge of Darkness
Precious
Invictus
The Princess and the Frog
Ponyo
A Single Man
Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief
The Wolfman
Valentines Day
Crazyheart
The Last Station
The Lovely Bones
The Crazies
Micmacs
1234
Alice in Wonderland
Chloe
Shutter Island
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
The Bounty Hunter
I Love You Phillip Morris
Shank
Nanny McPhee and The Big Bang
The Blind Side
Kick-Ass
How to Train Your Dragon
Clash of The Titans
Remember Me
Whip It
Shelter
Dear John
The Ghost
Repo Men
Date Night
The Joneses
Centurion
Agora
Iron Man 2
A Nightmare on Elm Street
Four Lions
Furry Vengeance
Robin Hood
Bad Lieutenant
Cop Out
Streetdance 3D
Prince of Persia
Sex and the City 2
Tooth Fairy
[Rec] 2
Black Death
Death at a Funeral
The Killer Inside Me
Brooklyn's Finest
Greenberg
Killers
MacGruber
Please Give
The Collector
Whatever Works
Get Him to the Greek
Shrek Forever After
Heartbreaker
Eclipse
Predators
Inception
Toy Story 3

These are all the movies that have been shown at my cinema since it opened/ I began working there. I have seen fewer than 20% of them. This is pitiful considering the amount of time I spend in that place.

a typical conversation with my mother

Me- I'm away out.

Mother- Where are you going?

Me- Not sure.

Mother- Who are you going with?

Me- Someone you don't know.

Mother- Its not someone you found on the internet, is it? You know what happens to people who meet people they found on the internet, don't you?

They get raped.

Thats what happens.

slummin' it

food

For when I am no longer in the financial capacity to be able to afford such luxuries as organic peppers and Italian mozzarella.

i've been working on my man skills

I began making this man many moons ago. He is as tall as my forearm. A small man is he. I noticed him the other day looked very sad and lonely, lurking about my paperwork and miscellaneous items of disinterest.
He deserves not to be categorised as a miscellaneous item of disinterest. Therefore I decided to bring him out of his squaller and work on making him the best man be can be. That is, the most anatomically correct man he can be.Today he gained ears, nipples,

and a couple of fingers.

Tomorow..

a penis?

Superficial mindfuckery.

Ok, so I have failed at the creating stuff thing already. But I am in a foul mood and have too much to do today. I'm in the frame of mind suitable only for crawling into a ball under my desk and whimpering. But alas, I have not the time for that.

So I am going to gaze at these pictures of pleasant looking men to pick me up then I'll be on my way.

Good day.

the comforting lull of process and repitition

Today I attempted to organise my belongings in a bid to begin packing up my room. Which for me will be a rediculously slow process. But I got distracted and settled for playing with a roll of masking tape instead. (A la Pia Mannikko)

I think I have boycotted all things creativity-based for too long now. Its just making me more stressed.

I hereby make a vow to create something, anything, everyday. And to blog about it.

That'll keep me busy untill the glory of August..

Dear Book,

You have been nice. Thanks for hanging out with me for the past couple of weeks. It's been a blast. You've kept me company while I have waited for countless buses and saved me from being spoken to by a myriad of creepy individuals.

I really like you. I mean, I like everything about you. I wish we didn't have to say goodbye so soon.
You're so petite. You're the perfect size. 15.2 by 9.6 centimetres. Ideal for living in small handbags. Which is where you have been for the past few weeks. Thanks for that. I am apologetic for how the various pencils in that bag have treated you, they don't know any better, I hope you can understand.

I fell in love with Jessica Renton. She is enchanting. I feel for Burt. I wanted to be with him, sitting across from Jessica's house in the pouring rain, wearing heavy yellow raincoats all afternoon, watching all the people in black clothes leave. Just in case she needed something.

Thanks for reminding me what it feels like to not want to be a child anymore. For taking me back to the place where no one believes you, no one trusts you to make any sort of decision yourself and where privacy is obsolete.

More than anything I love that your footnotes teach me how to say incredibly useful phrases in German. I'm not entirely sure why you do that. Your author is American and therefore wrote you in English. I see no reason for you to have been translated into German then back to English, leaving behind vital tidbits of the German language. Regardless, I love you for giving me this joy. Thank you so much.

Mikhail Baryshnikov

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Its like when you start to notice your hamster has been moping around a lot more lately. He walks a lot more slowly. His eyes are slightly more glazed over than normal and his fur is bushy and losing colour. When you received him you were more than aware that the average hamster lives no more than three years, but you ignored this fact.

All he wants to do is sleep.

You pretend you don't notice. You can't comprehend the unavoidable no matter how clear it is. You make an effort to take him out at least a few times a night, to compensate for all the times you shoved a pillow under his wheel while you were trying to sleep and he just wouldn't shut the fuck up. But he just doesn't want to run. No matter how much you both want him to, he just doesn't want to run.

Then comes the time when the obvious is unavoidable. He has been sitting in the corner of his cage for a few days, occasionally getting up for a drink of water then hobbling back to the same spot. You think about when he was healthy. Get teary about the good times spent. Sharing your digestives with him, teaching him how to climb the stairs. You even become nostalgic for the menial fall outs you had. When he escaped from his cage and you spent three hours turning the house upside down looking for him.

There is a knot in your stomach. You know its time. There is an emptiness there, a coldness. You feel the need to think over all the goodness. To black out the bad, now is not the time. You should give his furry little life the justice it so deserves.

He won't blink anymore.

i am free

i don't feel free.

J: Enjoy it while it lasts, Emma. Enjoy it while it lasts.


E: While what lasts?


J: Everything.

Things I will Do When Assessments Are Over:

• Plant vegetables in my garden.


• Finish painting my room.


• Stop eating crappily.


• See all the movies I have not been seeing.


• Work as much as possible in order to save as much money as possible.


• Go for lots of long walks.


• Dance. Hard.


• Catch up with all the people I am not caught up with.


• Buy new shoes.

Num num num.

what the last few weeks have looked like