my so-called life

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:56:01 GMT

god, the stars are freakin beautiful here.

i know where you are

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:53:45 GMT

we seem to have new neighbours. maybe its those americans. could do with some company.

the internet is so frickin' slow from here.

i can't sleep.

that telescope

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:51:23 GMT

isnt jodrell bank rhyming slang for something?

my mums looking for me

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:49:47 GMT

but she wont find me here, I can guarantee you.

i read this poem today. it speaks to me somehow

Little Johnny's Final Letter -- Brian Patten

Mother,
I won't be home this evening, so
don't worry; don't hurry to report me missing.
Don't drain the canals to find me,
I've decided to stay alive, don't
search the woods, I'm not hiding,
simply gone to get myself classified.
Don't leave my shreddies out,
I've done with security.
Don't circulate my photograph to society
I've disguised myself as a man
and I am giving priority to obscurity.
It suits me fine;
I've taken off my short trousers
and put on long ones, and
now am going out into the city, so
don't worry; don't hurry to report me missing.

I've rented a room without curtains
and sit behind the windows growing cold,
heard your plea on the radio this morning,
you sounded sad and strangely old...

life in the back of beyond

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:45:20 GMT

damn, I thought Leicester was a hole. life in this place is so quiet you'd think you were dead and buried and rotting away already.

i am not goth.

it wouldn't be so bad if there was a bit of colour to the place. other than red, duh

when are those american girls supposed to get here? i heard it was soon.

oh, and

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:41:56 GMT

merry christmas. lol.

wtf??

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:40:35 GMT

my people are looking for me.

i've decided. damn it, they won't find me. i'm safe here and they won't see me again. from this day forth i'm not theirs, i'm mine.

freedom. yum.

fear of flying

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:35:50 GMT

its embarassing to admit, but im afraid of flying. this isnt a problem usually but today i'm on a long trip and its a problem today.

i can see the ground, its a long way down.

nice

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:26:44 GMT

its a quiet neighbourhood. there are a couple of american girls on the block but we haven't spoken yet. just doing some window shopping. heh.

that reminds me. everyones saying how i was a deprived child, not given all the benefits those others were. its not so encouraging.

on my own

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 02:22:16 GMT

So. that leaving home thing. the thing you look forward too all your life as a teenager. they write songs about it and everything. That was me today. My mum waved goodbye and left and im on my own to start my new life. And whats the first thing i do? Ive got myself a lj.

And I know what they say about guys who live in their parents basements. Well its cheap and there are peopel around to do the washing for you and stuff.

Im lonely :(