No matter how hard I try, I know I’ll never be worth that much.
October 2008
Monthly Archive
October 30, 2008
October 28, 2008
If no man is an island, what about the Isle of Man?
October 28, 2008
Fresh tears fall
Making trails down my cheeks
Stopping to rest in the corners of my mouth.
I part my lips slightly
The taste of salt meets my tongue.
There is an uncomfortable silence.
Your thumb traces my cheekbones
Wiping away the tears
But the sadness remains.
October 26, 2008
Right, so I got home from Northampton at about 3pm, walked into the living room and- wait a second-
“Dad, why is there a head of someone that looks like Plato in the living room?”
Mum: Because it is Plato.
Me: Why?
Dad: Because it looks nice.
Me: Fair enough.
So now I have Plato’s head in my living room, which is pretty cool ’cause he is one of my favourite philosophers.
October 17, 2008
This whole thing is a big mess.
October 13, 2008
I realised the other day that I can work pretty hard when I set my mind to it. I had been stressing about writing my personal statement for ages, but on thursday afternoon when I got in from school, I sat down and wrote it all pretty much in one sitting. I think a lot of my problem is down to laziness and lack of motivation. Maybe I need to just force myself to do things sometimes, and then I wouldn’t get so stressed out.
October 13, 2008
Feeling ill. There is no point to illness whatsoever, so why does it even exist?
October 8, 2008
“Umm, excuse me, sorry to bother you, but where did you get your Placebo badge from?”
*Looks confused* “I got it from the gig I went to.”
“Aww, that sucks… Mine is quite plain.” *Points to badge*
“You could make one. That would be original.”
“Yeah, I guess…” *Walks off*
That is how it went down. He looked scared. Maybe because a random person had stopped him just to ask where he had got a badge from… *Sigh*
October 6, 2008
This is something that my friend Colette and I wrote during a RS lesson in year ten. It was supposed to have something to do with creation, I believe. Before I type it out, I would like to say that both of us are Christians, and I don’t want any religious types coming after us because of something we have put in it. So, here we go:
(Colette walks on. Robyn is trimming her hedges)
Colette: Hello Betty! How was your stay at the Holiday Inn? Was it a good night’s sleep for half the price?
Robyn: Why, it was rather splendid my dear Gert. Of the highest order indeed.
C: How’s about going for a swift half?
R: No, no, I can’t. I found a smashing book in my bedside table.
C: You’ve been reading? I didn’t know you could!
R: Yes, yes I have. I’ve been reading the Bible!
C: The Bible? Pfffffft! What tosh and nonsense!
R: No, no, no honestly! It’s a wonderful novel about a gentleman named God. It’s got me wondering and now I’m almost certain the story I read in it is true!
C: What story would that be my dear?
R: The story of creation of course! It really was a thrilling read. Did you know there is a whole bunch of people who believe in this book? Christians, they really are delightful people.
C: Oh yes, I did come across them once. They tried to sell me a tambourine. I respectfully declined. So what did this creation story say then? It would be rather interesting to find out what those crazy people of yesterday thought.
R: Well, you know this God character? Legend has it he made the world in six days!
C: Nonsense you fool!
(Robyn looks shocked)
R: (Nervously) I… umm… well what do you believe in then?
C: Ikea. Ikea and bookmarks.
R: Bookmarks? Ikea?
C: Of course! Anywhere that sells an 8×8 wicker chair that fits into the boot of your Volvo without having to put the seats down MUST be divine! And evolution of course.
R: Evolution? What would that be then?
C: That we all started as tiny amoeba and evolved over millions of years and finally stopped when they discovered velcro.
R: Why, that’s even more preposterous than my idea! Gosh! And you call me a fool!… Now it is my turn to throw my head back and laugh heartily. (Does this)
C: That laugh is much more disgruntled than hearty!
R: Leave me alone! You’re just jealous!
C: Of what?
R: The fact that my idea is less farfetched than yours.
C: Don’t be silly my dear, we all know that my idea is backed up by… (dramatic pause) SCIENTIFIC EVIDENCE!
R: No… not (dramatic pause) SCIENTIFIC EVIDENCE.
C: Yes.
R: Oh. What scientific evidence?
C: Aha you are puzzled. I knew it.
R: But… AAARGH I’M GOING INSANE!
C: Well, if you really have to know I shall tell you. There have been fossils! Thousands of fossils!
R: But what do fossils prove?
C: They prove that you should shut up. HA HA HA.
R: You shut up.
C: YOU! (glare)
R: No.
C: Oh. K…
R: Were the fossils there when your ‘evolution’ happened? You seem to forget that my story has eye-witnesses.
C: Who?
R: Adam and Eve of course. HONESTLY! (Rolls eyes)
C: But they would be dead.
R: No they aren’t! They are as alive as my hat!
C: You’re not wearing a hat.
R: Oh yes, right.
C: (Sigh) Well if you’ll excuse me, I need to get my secateurs.
R: Your what?
C: My secateurs.
R: Ih?
C: Secateurs, secateurs!
R: Ah.
C: Indeed. (Walks off)
October 5, 2008
Feeling like I’m wasting my time. Nothing seems worth it anymore.
