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i woke up today feeling awkward. not to say that i'm not usually an awkward person, because i am, but today was just extra awkward. everything felt distinctly out of place. like when i took a shower, i could feel each drop hit me, and it'd be this incredibly surreal sensation. and then my eyes would end up focusing upon on these little details that i'd normally never pay all that much attention to, like that wet fibre of fabric precariously hanging on the edge of the shower curtain. i'd look at it, and then feel this sudden urge to remove it, because it just didn't belong there. and when i was walking through the hallway coming out of the shower, i'd hear music coming from one of the rooms in my house, and i'd get this sudden feeling like i should be remembering something today, since that music would jolt this weird feeling of nostalgia within me. i don't know, it was just kind of like this feeling that something really wasn't right. my clothes weren't right, my hair wasn't right, i wasn't in the right place. it's not necessarily a bad feeling. it's the fact that I can't place my finger as to how I feel this way that's getting to me.
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gaya
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 rip michael. God bless. xxx
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gaya
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i had such high hopes when i started this blog that i would be posting all the time. that hasn't really been the case though. i feel as though either i have nothing good to say, or i will start something, only to stop and realize that it really isn't worth continuing. oh well. i will try to remedy that..
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gaya
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It would be fair to say that United's capture of Toon misfit Michael Owen has stunned the football world, except that it wasn't a capture - the striker gave himself up. THE KOP WILL BE BAYING FOR HIS BLOOD COME MANUTD'S VISIT IN OCTOBER!!!..He'd better hope that he breaks his judas' leg before that time comes or otherwise he'll be booed out of Anfield the despisable little fraud!!
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gaya
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i admit, i love writing. i love sitting down and letting the words ramble out on to the screen - sometimes it doesn’t make sense and that often stresses me but it still doesn’t affect my love for it. i tend to try and write stories but i never finish. as a matter of fact i have a selection of opening pages to my stories that are just left with nothing to impact from. whether that’s just the lack of interest towards expanding or the fact i can’t always be bothered to sit and write so it makes sense, i don’t know. i’m probably betting on it being the second one. instinctively i think that’s why i started a blog. to be able to write about whatever i want - well, frankly it’s not always the case. i feel suppressed to say things, afraid they might poisonously leak on to the internet or whatever. yes, I’m being paranoid again - i can’t help it. you have to think these things through i guess. i don’t know, i might start some sort of blog-story were i write a section each week and people can input there opinions and perhaps give ideas. it sounds good but whether my commitments are up to it, i’m not so sure.i shall have to do yet more thinking.
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gaya
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isn't amazing how you can be in the crappest of moods and then outta no where, just one 4 minute piece of noise can automatically change your mood. yep i'm turning all philosophical and weird again but seriously. music is just amazing. the people that write music are even more amazing. i salute song writers. not mainstream people who get songs handed to them and have their voices later computerized. those people frustrate me, because they haven't got any real talent. they're not singers, they're performers.
so i've made you sit through an entire boring and pointless blog and for that i am truly sorry. my life has toned down a bit and i have nothing to blog about except stupid ideas that have popped up in my head that i will probably never even act on cos i have the memory of a fish and i think this sentence is starting to get a bit too long so maybe at some point i should end it with a full-stop.
back to DesignDrawing & yes mishal,ROCHERbeancurd next monday,ha! xoxo-
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gaya
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