Yet more ramblings of a vampiric weirdo...

Last night I wrote a long blog, realized it was too fucked up to post and copied and pasted it and privately posted it on my LJ. *rolls eyes*

Right now, I'm listening to Night Reconnaissance by The Dresden Dolls. I love that band. I'm also staring out of my window, watching the whole magnificence of the dawn for (probably) the last time as if it were the first and I'm going to set out to become what I shall become. *apologizes for the shameless Interview With The Vampire rip-off* The sky really is beautiful.

This room really is a mess. Strewn around me are empty vodka bottles, fag boxes, coke cans, glasses, plates and paints. Not to mention the crumbs, pet food and hay! I think I need to consider tidying up.

I need to do my CBT. I also need to make my bike perfect. However, to do that I need to go to Manchester and spend time with the stepfather (easier said than done).

I'm reading New Moon at the moment. I'm rather addicted.

Wow... as soon as I looked away, the sunrise disappeared and was replaced by clouds in varying dull shades of grey and white. Outside doesn't look so beautiful anymore.

I can't stop thinking lots of things (stuff I'm not going to write here) and it's bizarre. Most people would think that what I'm thinking is fucked up. I don't. To me it's perfectly usual. (I avoid the word 'normal' like a group of menacing chavs.

Anyways, it's almost time for The Hoobs and I want to finish this chapter first.

QWERTY FTW

I officially have no life. I am sitting on the sofa watching a shite film and playing QWERTY warriors. I'm getting rather good. I got the highest score today! Woo! Go me! <-- See! I love that game! Incidentally, I just lost the game.

The grandmother didn't tape Casualty for me last night, so I'm going to have to watch it on iplayer, which I'm not too pleased about because I absolutely despise iplayer! Meep. At least it means I still get to see it... I'd hate to be Casualty deprived!

I bought a stylophone on ebay. I can't wait for it to arrive. Stylophones seem rather cool! I'm considering buying a ukulele tomorrow. A blue (or possibly pink) ukulele... because I'm super-cool! *puts on a pair of shades to prove the point* Might buy a violin instead though... but everyone seems to play the violin (although I don't blame them because violins sound beautiful).
The thing is, I want to buy all these instruments and become a street performer of sorts (whilst doing a-levels because I'm sensible) but what I really need to spend my money on is a new camera. My 10 megapixel one got sand in it and broke. =[

I really want to become a street performer though. Being some sort of mime would be hoobacious! There was this dude in Manchester last week, I didn't get a proper look at him but he was on stilts, wearing this super long robe thing and it looked exceedingly creepy in an OHMYGODISOFUCKINGWANTTOBETHATGUY kind of way.

I'm getting people to call me Stan... or stanley. Originally Stan stood for 'smiles thanks and nibbles'. (something about hoobycookies in an msn conversation lol).

Last night me and the dyl were sitting on the top of Bangor mountain and Bangor looked huge in a tiny kind of way. It was beautiful... I was a tad inebriated at the time, but still, It was awesome! I felt like a giant. The world is beautiful, but the people in it are scum.

Anyways, I must dash! Need to watch Casualty on iplayer. Hoobletoodledoo!