where do i start?
Its been a while since I’ve written. My head hurts thinking about it.
One new thing in my life that, is weird to say, that I’m really happy about is me & Alex. I am weirdly happy and today when we were cuddling I was smiling so much. And genuinly. I dont know how its possible someone has made me feel like this as I am usually an un- selconfessed ice queen in relationships and can hide my feelings away pretty easy and pretend theyre not there, or just not have them completely. So for this to come along is completely out of the blue. Dave never made me feel secure or happy, I was always worried and thought bad things about myself and the relationship and never felt I could open up & when I tried he just wouldnt respond. Wheras I feel comfortable telling Alex cos he can just laugh it off or make a bad or serious conversation comfortable and not a big deal. He bought me cigarettes, pringles and jelly tots the other day by surprise to my flat. He came and sat with me in the library on my hour break. I feel all soppy right now, after he left I felt so awake and happy, atm I’m worried about certain people & this weekend & MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!!! the bane of my exsistenec.efneoce.
Ive got reading week for Theology this week. Lucky I didnt get up and go to my lecture this morning cos I wanted a lie in! Me and Alex went into town and we had a wagamamas and I got Fleurs birthday present (finally!) phew! Its a nautical cardi, these nice brown coloured leggings with foothole things and some rose earrings. I might get her something else too but really with the little monies I have I probably shouldnt!
I ordered these on the credit card yesterday. Fucks sake.

In 28.5mm and the others are silcone and in ‘true blue’. Niiice.
Going to subculture later yay! Me Andy and Alex went to cockpit last week and it was mega fun. Seomone took a picture of me for a magazine. Weird.
Stuff that is interesting me:






YES WELLIES.


I LOVE THIS ONE SO MUCH:


oooh hopefully posting these will help me not buy them. Ive got this stupid essay to do on ailentated labour, I NEED to get inspired! its not working. ive got the opposite effect of thing of all things material and posessiony! ok im off this has taken far too long ! xxxx
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what a week
Yes well, strangest week in the world. People are blowing fireworks off every minute from outside which is less than infuriating but more than annoying. Im dying of some fluent cough right now as are my flatmates. I’ve only smoked one cigarette in 3 days (go me.)
So tuesday was nervous breakdown down. I dont know what happened. It was ridiculous. Actually like an out of body experience, except it was me, with my feelings, in the places I go. I feel sorry for Harry and Liz who had to take care of me and the receptionist who I burst into tears on and who drove us to A&E. Harry doesnt think its best im in the Low Mood Group now (a group to tackle how bad moods get in the way of work and to work through them) which I find pretty dissappointing. I understand where he is coming from though as I was hysterical and he said people who are suicidal cant take part due to the hypnosis. I was only like that though because of whatever I snapped in to, I dont have any intention of doing anything like that. I just dont know what happened. So after A&E the psychiatrist referred me to Mallam House, which is like a day hospital or somewhere to go after a crisis. I met a really nice girl who was my age on the first day but she was really ill and had to go into a proper hospital the next day, which was really sad because she was sweet and even though mixed up I could tell she was a good person. Its sad seeing it happene to people when you know you can have no hand in helping them out as theyre in such a dark place.
I didnt really speak to anyone much the first couple of days, kind of hid in the second sitting room and slept and did my reading. My essay didnt get done which I feel so sick about and upset with myself about. But during the circumstances I suppose its not as bad as if I had just not done it, I have had to be in the silly place alot. Its not horrible there, I just feel stripped of something when I go there… I’m no longer me, I’m a mentally ill version of me and I dont like it. I can be vunerable and act however I want because everyone understands! I dont like that! I need to pull myself together and pretend that everythings calm under the surface because then eventually it is! Its not fun but thats the way it goes!
On Wednesday night I was not keen on staying in after I’d been in the day hospital all day and Jess text me asking me if I wanted to go to Atreyu and As I Lay Dying with her. I agreed seeing as I wasnt doing much else and if I stayed in I’d probably loose it. We had fun tho and got lots of chats in. I spent £15 on 3 drinks which left me in pain by the end of the night and we ended up leaving through Atreyus set. Everyone was about 14 there. We spotted two hot guys though who we kept our eye on then found out it was one of Katies friends from Cardiff who I’d met at Download breifly. So we hung out with them for a bit and they both had Atreyu tattoos (haha) and the short guitarist was lurking about so Jess went up to him and he took pictures of them and then was like “do you guys want a picture then?” haha yeah right! we got one anyway but seriously WHO ASKS THAT! I walked home by myself without getting attacked and collapsed in bed.
OH GOD, I forgot about Monday night. Ok so me and Dave had just pretty much broken up. I hit the bottle, pretty hard, I remember little. We went to a gay club with Andrew, Olly, Steph and Jayson. Now, apparently I ended up making out with a few girls, Jayson (who is gay) and falling asleep on the sofa. Wonderful. Whats with me.
Thursday I had another day of not going to lectures and to the day hospital instead. I did 60 pages on reading then came home and Olly & chris walked me half way to the Uni where I went to meet Alex. We went for a drink at the Union and played pool (which I won) even though I was shit at it and I only won cos he potted black (or something like that, I dont know the rules) then we walked into town and went to Subculture but the music was SHIT so we went to Oceana but it was £6 to get in so we longed that off. I was really tired so he walked me back to mine, came into mine for a few cigs and then left as I died in pain again.
Friday I wake up after a night of hot and cold feverish type feelings. Blocked nose, headache, muscle pain everywhere especially back pain. My eyes cained if I looked into light. Couldnt go into lectures or to Mallam House cos I didnt want to infect anyone. My mum came up at 3 and I felt bad for not meeting her at the station or showing much effort or excitement (my mood has been on one very constant level of BLEUGH this week though) we just went to the shop on Friday and then watched TV which was cool. She stressed me out a bit but saturday was worse. We went shopping and I took my Lorazepam and painkillers so I was pretty sweeet during most of the day but then after a good lot of shopping in the Topshop sale and in Peacocks we went into River Island where I found the lushest dress. It was in a 6 so I was happy & went to try it on. My mum comes in a the zip is caught and she thinks I cant fit into it. THEN when we get the security tag off the zip does up but she says “oooh this is tight, better not get any fatter” FATTER? FATTER? did you HAVE TO SAY THAT? not even that sentence BUT THAT WORD. Ive been in that fucking place for a week (ok, I’m not over exagrreatiing being there it could be worse) BUT WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SAY THAT. She knows I still have eating issues, not puking issues but eating issues she knows. The more I think about it the more i get angry and upset. Whatever. Then we went for a Nandos and to the cinema to see ‘Burn After Reading’ which was really funny, except we were so close to the front but it didnt actually hurt my eyes that bad. Brad Pitt was so funny in it, I was pretty upset when he got shot haha. Then we bumped into Chloe & Bridie in the toilets which was mega conicidental! It was good tho, I was so spaced out it didnt feel real (alot feels like that lately). Me and my mum had a mini arguement when we got home but I had loads of fun sleeping on the hard floor again and waking up at 5am!
Tonight I’m going to Allys, I dont know what my flatmates are doing. I cant wait for Kim to get back! Davey is going to the party and being a loser about it, like anyone wants him to go. Atleast Alex will be there and I know he wont just let it pass if Davey is being a knob.
Im off. Vodka and cranberry!xxx
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pear cider
thats all i need. and richmmodn mentols. why is he being like this? my self esteem is shattered now. Georgias bf just broke up with her and shes heartbroken so we were all sat having drinks and Olly said that hes going out tonite, and even though i shouldnt, I’m going to. Andrew wants to go to Missionary, which is a gay night, and to be honest I would of love to of gone anyway but I NEED TO GET OUT before this drives me insane. Being in a relationship proves im more of a fuck up than anything else.
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miles away
My head is gone. Why am I sat here feeling unlovable? Why do I take these signs as a reflection on my character? Can I even handle having a boyfriend right now? Can he handle me? Maybe the big question is, can anybody handle me? I feel like a mess. Soon as I get in a relationship it all fires up again. “Look how fat I’m getting’ ‘Ive definitly eaten way too much’ when im eating, ‘I reaallly shouldnt be eating’… yet, Im sat here with my ‘Pig Box’ next to me, full of crisps, chocolate and sweets. Ready to gorge it all again. Will this feeling ever go away? I can even be bothered to mvoe to make myself sick right now, I cant cut or burn. I have to put on my face tomorrow for the world and go to my lectures and uni and pretend im the together person I clearly am not at the moment.
I have photos from the weekend in Newcastle. Shitty phone camera ones. They still show how it is quite nice there though. Apart from that I dont feel like writing about the weekend. Nothing bad as such happened, I just can already feel myself distancing myself from him, already taking signals that I’ll never be good enough….good enough for anyone to love…
Hopefully and regretfully, maybe some online credit card use will be of help. Then I’ll knock myself out and get down to buissness tomorrow. I miss Georgia and Kim, I miss Chloe and Jess. Fuck my life x x x
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ill :(
This cold is driving me insane! I went to an out of hours doctor yesterday which was pointless! I want to enjoy time at uni not be all snotty and ill! Me and Ally went shopping after Religion in Modern Britian and Hisotry and Teaching of Jesus (which is actually so hard to keep up with!!!) during the lectures we had an hour break so we got some food and I had to visit the equality service for a bit and met this guide dog named Sheeba who was off duty so we got to pet her loads:) I town I got a blue coat from H&M and this really nice black dress. I think I’m gonna take the blue coat back tho. Kate met us for a bit and she is ill too:( I got a taxi home cos I was getting so feverish and feeble.
I gotta leave soon, gonna drop in to Student Counselling for a bit, drop some credits, meet my mentor, go to the library, maybe go to my lecture and maybe go to see if my debit card is there.
I cried so much last night. I am not fond of the feeling of desperation. Or confusion. Anyway, I feel a bit better now today and I feel as if I can get out of the house, maybe not on time but atleast I’ll be out. I deleted my myspace today aswell. Really cannot be bothered with the hassle provided from that website. I have a phone, an email and a Facebook. Thatll do.
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I am home
and I wish I wasnt! Paris was so much fun, being home in rainy England is terrible. I am coping with the boredom so far, another day though and I might be up the wall. Haha.
Mum is in some kind of ratty mood, on Sunday we went to the gym and she was telling me that she noticed my sister had put on more weight and told her, then my sister started crying and my mum was saying she felt bad. So I said that she always gets mega defensive about her weight and I dont ever make comments about it, the closest was when I offered her a trial date at the gym and she got soooo pissed off and moody with me. It wasnt like I was insulting her but the first people you would ask is ure family! I told my mum that and she was like ‘well uve never had the problem of being overweight, you have no idea what its like and how hard it is’. Granted, no I havent but I’ve lost extreme amounts of weight and I know what its like to want to DO something about ure weight wheras my sister is obviously upset about it but bothers to do nothing about it. I said that and she flys off again about how hard it is. I get that its hard, its bloody hard for me to PUT ON weight, its the fact that you need to first TRY to do something about it. She fucks me off always dismissing what I have to say, shes always right and I never am. I never have a valid point to her because she always knows best. What a load of bullshit!
Take me back to BLVD St Michel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Dont come back again
I have the overwhelming urge to purge right now. I have no clue whats going on in my head. Ive been trying to gain weight for so long, but according to Milly and Fleur I just look like a twig anyway. Realise what you are saying. I just want some control back. And some comfort.
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Tattoo day
Today i got tattooed!


“T” is for ‘Truth’ and “R” is for ‘Rationality”. Alex at Poison Ink tattooed me, I was realloy really nervous at first and even though I took 3mg of Lorazpem I was still getting some anxiety symptoms! I managed to get a taxi ok and asked for his number so he could pick me up later. The two rides were £10.50 which isnt so bad considering I HATE buses. More like phobic of them. I might try and walk another time, when I go again. Anyway, the atomosphere there was really positive and friendly and I got to chat to Alex which was cool cos sometimes tattooists just dont talk and thats just not cool. The first one I had done was the heart key and it was painful towards the heel but bearable. The next foot however, was different. It twitched a bit and felt alot worse. It was still bearable but I couldnt numb it out like I usually do. It was more an uncomfortable pain.
When I got home I turned up my iTunes really loudly as no one was in and had a sing about. For the rest of the evening I’ve been sewing my 31G halterneck and new (Primark) checkered bag. I also added on some little bits.


I ran out of the anchor buttons though so I’m going to pick some more up tomrorow. The rest of my evening was made up of: being inspired by Gok’s fashion fixes, watching & laughing at the cops & robbers in Big Brother, tidying my room and changing my bedsheets, finding a new clock to put by my bedside, packing prematurely for Paris, tanning a bit more and getting rid of old make up.
To do list for tomorrow:
- Go to the gym
- Go to the library and pick up two books
- Buy facewipes, build up milkshake drink and polaroid film in Boots
- Send off Pauls Boutique bag at the Post Office
- Ask Dad for the ebay money
- Write a list for what I need to take to Paris
- Go to Fabric Land to pick up white ribbon, buttons and a zip
- Write out some positive affirmations on post it notes
- Text Richard
Ok, now I’m kinda tired. I’m going to try and sleep. Hopefully tomorrow I can have a productive day. xxxxxxxxxx
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Tags: handbags, make up, medication, rationality, sewing, tattoos, to do lists, truth
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