#1 crush // 12.03.03

ryan adams - i love you.

great lyrics. great music. and pretty sexy.
(even if he is a bit of a prat .. but who isnt?)

this feeling // 11.03.03

boredom - nervous tension. i'm so restless, fidgeting , i cant keep my hands still. i cant keep anything still. every fibre of my body is so tense , i can feel myself on edge , waiting .. waiting .. like an elastic band slowly being stretched, expecting any moment to snap. and if i did snap, would i feel better or worse? (surely an elastic band is better to be stretched than to be broken?)

"welcome to the world of sleaze , pretty baby - we've got everything you need.. . " // 10.03.03

people passing. faces. eyes. stolen glances. motives? you know what they're looking for - you can see in their eyes. that certain glint, the unasked question , the 'what ifs?' and the 'i wonders' - its only natural.

but then, i wonder how many people act on those impulses , those urges - its accepted behaviour at a club or bar , why is it suddenly different when you're passing someone in the street - why does everything seem to have a darker ulterior motive when really , if someone's got a hidden agenda it doesnt matter where you meet them. and is there such a thing as 'harmless flirting'?

raised on a diet of broken biscuits.. . . // 09.03.03

well - a week of uni is over , another week about to start ... i'm glad most of the first week jitters are over - now i have to deal with the 'oh my god this is serious!' jitters .. haha ..

i have so much work to do
yay!

i wear my sword at my side... // 06.03.03

leftfield leftfield leftfield
swords * swords * swords

the beginning // 03.03.03

uni is so disorganised.
i love it.

maybe i just spend too much time alone.
maybe i just miss you...
i wonder if you know?

i wonder should i tell you,
i wonder what you'd say -
perhaps the whole idea is just too cliche?

i know. it is. it's true.
but it's not like i want 'chocolate boxes and roses'
i just want you.

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