The short break at home is now over and I am safely back in my flat as of 10:05 a.m. Had to get up at stupid o'clock to hitch a lift with my mother to the train station though as I am yet to complete my driving lessons and am as likely to survive a car journey behind the wheel as I would be if lying under any of the four that make it go. Pleasant image for you all there.
Right now:-
thinking about: amino acids and the names of 20 of them, leek and potato soup, coffee, buying a new earring for top cartilage, budgeting so i can afford my travels this summer
loving: sunshine, flavoured water, black nail varnish, my retro 1970s camera
wanting: sunshine, fancy new fast-shutter high-res digital camera, everlasting money, a head full of science facts so i don't have to learn them, to run away to new york
got the urge to: herbal, write some more of my book, go swimming with all of my clothes on
listening to: media player on shuffle - Lit, over my head (ah, teenage memories); Jimmy Eat World, futures (amaaaazing); Greenday, Brain Stew (i also have the godzilla version which includes the mighty lizard's roaaaaaaaar); Radiohead, Creep; Bob Dylan, Mr Tambourine Man
Lost an amazing 2 pounds at home. Ha. Although I have been actually working out as well as dieting so it is entirely possible I have built muscle at the same time as losing fat so actual weight wouldn't decrease a significant amount. Whatever, I've noticed slightly less flab on my upper arms, stomach and love handles so im a'ight for now.
Was going to be radical (and slightly 90s) and wear my army boots today but I didn't have enough room in my suitcase for my Cons so decided to wear them instead - shame really, I was looking forward to stomping around the place. What with my nose piercing, newly spikey-out hair and ripped jeans I would have looked the picture of intimidating teenagerism. Although in thus day and age I am much more terrified of the trackie-sporting buckie-drinking neds dangling about the place. Yeesh.
Read my old diary last night which I kept (at erratic intervals) since I was 13. Shed a tear or two from a combination of reminiscence and laughing. It's so strange to read my own thoughts back when I was naiive and innocent but I definitely don't miss it - wrote so much about self-hate etc. and realised how hard it must have been going through all the pubescent hormonal crazyness without having a clue what was going on and now realised that everyone else was in the same, distinctly rocky boat. Made me feel so glad that I have such good friends now, both here at uni and from the last couple of years at school, as back then I really didn't have anyone! Many people to annoy nowadays, who'll actually put up my annoying them cos they looove me so...
Quote for the day: 'There are few of us who see with our own eyes and feel with our own hearts' - Albert Einstein. The guy was smart in many more ways than one.
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