She will always be the only thing
That comes between me and the awful sting,
That comes from living in a world that's so damn mean ..
Whaddup my African-Americans. Its 7am and I'm at uni. Word.
I feel it's been a while since I posted anything at all relevant or interesting on here for a while, unlike the old days when things were more fun, and I feel sad about that. It's not because I imagine anyone to be sitting there just mashing 'refresh' in the hope of something noteworthy (apart from Kellie, maybe) and sighing dramatically at anyone within earshot.* It's just because I know that uni won't finish for another 4 or 5 months, so this predicament isn't likely to be remedied anytime soon.
*I hate people that do this. Anyone else hate this? In public, when somethings wrong, and people try and make eye contact with you and draw you into their crazy. Aww, what's matter? Queue moving a bit slowly? Train delayed by 6 and a half minutes? I'm not thrilled about it either mate, but I'm not gonna make eye contact with you just so you can roll your eyes at me or do your dramatic sigh and make you think that we're in some little pissed-off club together.
Anyway, here I am, typing to keep the fires alive. You're important to me baby. Hows your week been so far? Mine's been fine.
I went to Hyde Park Picture House today to watch a film called 50/50. If you haven't seen it, do. It has Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Seth Rogen in it. How amazing a combination is that? The only thing it really proved is that Joseph Gordon-Levitt IS my man-crush. Remember this. If I stop fancying girls, JGL is the one I will go gay for. He is my man. It's a long shot, but jesus.
Disclaimer: open admittance of heterosexuality upon making a gay joke does not, in this case, make me gay by default.
That's another thing I like actually. Watching gay blokes pretend they're straight. Or, even funnier, watching straight guys affirm just how fucking not gay they are by emphasising it strenuously in front of everyone. Almost like I just did, but in real life; it's not as funny or effective in blog form. I'd never do it for real. Man, I'd rather be gay than straight and insecure.
I've just finished the first 1000 words of my dissertation, which I'm gonna email off tomorrow with fresh eyes. I know this is the first draft of first drafts, as it were (though a large part of me just says this to rationalise it somehow in my head), but these first 1000 words are probably shit.
