» Guilty Pleasures

when no one is around
i arrange things in to patterns. my jelly beans must be in perfectly aligned rows before i can consume them. when everyone comes back things are arranged in to shapes all over the house, and i am there with a curiously symmetrical look on my face. i like order!
(Sun 10th Apr 2005, 16:43, More)

» That's when I knew it was over...

i knew it was over when..
First i must set the scene. My father works in england and spends most of the week there, so that's one parent out of the way. My mother goes to bed early (10-ish) and sleeps a heavy, possibly tranquiliser induced, sleep until about 9 the next morning. This of course left my adolsecent self with a large night time period in which i was free to roam streets and parties without them ever catching a drift of it, as by 8:30 i was safely tucked up back in bed.

However, eventualy my cover was blown when one night i forgot myself and fell asleep on my mate's sofa. I woke up at the crack of noon and realised i was fucked. But not only did i receive the expected bollocking...my mother had called the police when she found me missing, who, by ringing every number in my phone (which i had unfortunately left by me bed) eventually located me. In a house full of students. In a dodgy area. Reeking of dope, and with several other psychedelic substances in view. Including a huge poster saying "Fuck the Pigs!" complete with two huge piggies getting down to it in cop uniforms. My carefree days were definitely at an end.
(Sat 23rd Jul 2005, 3:11, More)

» Guilty Pleasures

i tend to
fellate hotdogs and other elongated food stuffs. it feels like being naughty, but really its just good practice
(Sun 10th Apr 2005, 16:41, More)

» That's when I knew it was over...

well...
i finally realised it was over, when, after many months of dubious lies and odd behaviour, the boyfriend threw a spaz attack when i informed him of a rumour that a mutual friend had told me of. said boyfriend then spent several minutes in a one sided conversation with this friend, shouting and threatening him for telling me this, and for speaking to me at all.
this in itself is not why i made my decision. no, the icing of the cake was when i looked at his phone after he'd ended the conversation and thrown the device from him in a fit of temper...and it was off
(Sat 23rd Jul 2005, 3:00, More)

» Guilty Pleasures

i also like to
rearrange things in other peoples rooms. it is confusing to reach for your alarm clock in the morning and to find in under the sink
(Sun 10th Apr 2005, 16:46, More)