May 14th, 2002

(I've tried patience)

Morning. Probably.

God I'm tired. Had nightmares about Whitby again last night, which makes it about seven times that I've had that particular dream, and it doesn't get any prettier. ~sigh~

Ah well.

And I must have been fairly angsty yesterday after all, as Steve has had an unexpected breakup. Angst in the land of Steve is Not Good. Sigh.

I'm now going to go and do something useful. Like avoid Assembly.

Later : Oh. Oh! People are such idiots! And I can't say anything...~angry~ Eh. Someone say something for me, would you?

Anyway...

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  • Current Music
    "Skimbleshanks" from Cats. And 'Red Rain', Peter Gabriel.
(I've tried patience)

~laughs~

"Emily, you have actually done nothing but go on about how gorgeous he is all today and all yesterday. Could we at least see a picture of him?"
"Sure." ~shows them several~
"Oh. Oh, I see."
"Well, quite."

YAY! Someone here approves of my taste for once! ~bounces~

Insert random sighing about my butterfly here, reminders that battles are people's own to fight here, and amused "not me" disclaimers here. I'm going off to read Vogue and Elle, in my eternal hope that fashion has realised its mistake and left the 70s again...

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  • Current Music
    Still 'Red Rain', but I do like it so.
(I've tried patience)

Well...

~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~
Cute. Cute, cute, and cute again, I say. Cute.
~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~ ~bounce~
In case you didn't gather, I just melted.

There was a point to this post, FSVO 'point' -

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  • Current Music
    Ruth playing the piano in the hall. I love that girl.
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There is a point when it gets too cute.

And I cry. ~grin~ Yes...I actually just wept in front of the computer because what I was bouncing at earlier just got too damn cute and I couldn't deal. And also perhaps because I am an idealistic so-and-so. And because circumstances suck, and I can't be falling in love, and I love the real-life Tanya and Kate too much, and my butterfly is breaking my heart with his tiny iridescent wings, and I wish I were someone, anyone, else.
Well yes...someone the real-life T or K or R or S or A or P or my pretty butterfly would actually be attracted to would be good.

Sigh.

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  • Current Music
    Something David Bowie and Marc Bolan played together once
(I've tried patience)

Grr, and indeed argh.

Meh. Meh. I'm so annoyed and I want to run off and break things, because what I really want, the chance to curl up in someone's arms and cry, is not available to me just now.

It's against my religion to post two "Please say nice things and make me smile" posts in two successive days, so this isn't one.
Really.
~halo~

Everyone who reads this please consider yourself apologised to; I know I shouldn't be allowed to clutter up LJ like this.

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  • Current Music
    'Talking Loud And Clear', OMD, which is one good thing.
(I've tried patience)

Oh, bother it.

I'm not sure what I like less - floods of tears, or the overwhelming urge to break someone's face, often *followed* by floods of tears.

And there's two people I'd like to beg to call me, and neither of them are who most of you think they are, and that just sucks, 'cause the people you're thinking of probably would call if I asked, whereas these people wouldn't.

Meh.

And I've been spiky at my beloved asrana. ~cuddles her~ I'm so sorry.

Fuck, I'm such a fucking waste of space.
But I shall stop wasting yours now, I promise.

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  • Current Music
    'Killer', Adamski featuring Seal.