Incoherent rambling
Mood:  quizzical
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Well, seeing as I don't have a very long attention span and can't be bothered to buy a diary, this is now my confidante. This is where, should I have any secrets, they shall be put in black and white. I have just typed a complete lie. I won't be sharing secrets because I have none! My life is horrifically unexciting.

 

I suppose, if you don't know me, I ought to introduce myself. One word to describe me is 'emotional'. I get hurt very easily, and can't handle it. I have severe lonely sad days where I listen to Aqualung and really sad music, eating my body weight in junk food with no make-up and feeling horrifically self conscious. I also have days where I am so incredibly mischievious and watch comedy after comedy, then re-enact them, or just do random things like run into doors and eat squeezy ketchup for dares. Or do the Ace Ventura walk and count the strange looks.

I love to sing, travel, write etc. And although I have tried and failed to get oh-so-drunk, I still am the kind of person who would choose a deep conversation under the stars than all out getting wastedness. I'm not boring, I do have problems letting myself go but when I find someone I trust who will appreciate me and have patience then I'll gradually become a bit more, well, less dull.

 

So. I really hope I didn't just sound really self centred by writing two paragraphs or so on myself, I just feel for you to understand me a little better, you should know who I am. A bit.

It's now 02:25 am and I'm rather sleepy but determined to conquer this blog thing.

So today Saddam Hussein was hung. Not sure where I stand on that. The man was a merciless tyrant without a doubt, but to hang him surely is hypocritical in itself? I mean, is that not also barbaric? Yes, he deserved to suffer, but...Hmm.

Tonight was nice. I took my dog out for a walk, in the rain but it was so enchanting. The moon was in the dark sky, and the streetlamps reflected off the puddles.  It was a tragically romantic setting but sadly I think I'm doomed to wander the planet alone for all eternity. I hate being confused. But tonight I had time to think and clear my mind. Even though now it's all muddled again. Like a big muddled thing.

 

Oooh. A film I must recommend to you is Phantom Of The Opera. Yeah yeah, you're thinking 'ha! no way!', exactly what I thought at first, but now, well. It's sensual, tragic, beautiful, enchanting, the songs are magical. I would offer to lend the DVD to you, but I don't want to.

 

And why is it, when you actually want to hear from someone, everyone BUT that person contacts you, making your little heart beat wildly in the process and then cursing them.

I won't admit that I'm feeling a bit hurt. No way.

It's time to watch some Family Guy clips. Nothing that Stewie's words of wisdom can't conquer.