'Shattered', clothing and changes.
Jan. 6th, 2004 03:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolIt's suddenly turned cold. Whilst I don't mind this, the phrase 'bloody typical' springs to mind. I have to go the icebox that is Homebase tonight. Ugh.
Last night, it was far too warm. I watched 'Shattered', which is the most ridiculous concept for a program. For those who don't know what it is, ten stupid, stupid people have been offered £100,000 for the winner of the show. The catch? They're not allowed to fall asleep for seven days. Basically, it's Big Brother with sleep deprevation. But I watched it, and instantly I felt tired. They've been awake 70 hours, so far. It's quite amusing, in fairness- they keep on snapping at each other, breaking down into tears, and they've started to hallucinate. The big butch bloke screamed like a girl in last night's episode, scrambled away from something on the floor until realising that it wasn't there. Poor, silly things.
I'd be crap on it, though. Had a lot of trouble sleeping last night, but today I'm absolutely shattered, and for some reason, the window was open when I woke up. Haven't done that since August. I was quite awake until I left the house, and then I sat down on the bus. I remember leaving Ormskirk. I then woke up in Skelmersale. This equates to being fast asleep for about 15 minutes. It also completely buggared me up for the day, meaning that I stumbled through my media studies lesson feeling like I was going to die, and the sensation continued throughout politics. This, however, may have been due to the lesson on pressure group. Hell, even Elaine didn't care.
And now I'm home. And I'm still tired. To make matters worse, I have to miss Stargate tonight. *wails* It Will Be Taped, however! Despite the probable lack of of Jack. *sighs* There's not enough of Jack past season six, and it's annoying. Speaking of Stargate, I will go and finish off the season 2 tapes for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
flickerswitch, and I will even chuck one of the books in for good measure. Even though they're crap.. No, I'm kidding. Sort of. Well, they're just gathering dust, so someone might as well read them and enjoy them...
Letter came from school today. That was very, very strange, not least because I got the horrible, gut-wrenching feeling that I'd done something wrong. Talk about learned reactions... anyway, it was a letter informing me about the wonder that is Presentation Evening. I have to go and pcik up my certificates and listen to a dull speech from Entwhistle. Oh joy. God knows what I'm going to wear - there's a big thing on it about wearing correct attire. The letter is addressed to me, so evidently, they've realised that I'm an adult, but they also treat me like a pupil. Admittingly, I feel rather grungy today, I actually have nail varnish on, but it's silver and it's chipped. I have a hoodie on that's designed for blokes (and as such, doesn't stretch where I do, which is disconcerting and better than a bra), I have a pair of jeans that probably smell and my hair is pulled back is a scratty ponytail. As it always is.
I've been thinking about have a bit of a change recently. The problem is that I'm both lazy and fairly comfortable being me - I just wanted a change. I was going to vut and dye my hair, but it suddenly makes much more sense to actually just grow it. Now, that would be a change, wouldn't it? Long enough to plait! Egads! Dress sense won't change, because I'm too cheap to buy new clothes and feel comfy in what I have. I want a new piercing somewhere too. I quite fancy a fourth pair in my ears, but I'm should probably just leave them be for a while. Nose piercing I've wanted for a while. But it'll hurt. Hmmmm. I'm also trying to loose weight, but in doing so I'm just cutting out snacking and eating normal meals. It's worked before - it's not like I want to loose drastic amounts of weight, or put it back on again.
None of the above, unfortunately, answers the question of what I'll wear when I get up and see various people from my old school again.
Wow, this is long and rambly. I need to go and get ready for work, now. Nig hugs tohannahbassill, who I was horribly un-PC to but really, hun, I'm worried about you... also, SQUEE to loneraven!
You know, apart from going to one post a day, I'm also going to start putting titles on these things. Just cos.
~Hathy_Col~
Last night, it was far too warm. I watched 'Shattered', which is the most ridiculous concept for a program. For those who don't know what it is, ten stupid, stupid people have been offered £100,000 for the winner of the show. The catch? They're not allowed to fall asleep for seven days. Basically, it's Big Brother with sleep deprevation. But I watched it, and instantly I felt tired. They've been awake 70 hours, so far. It's quite amusing, in fairness- they keep on snapping at each other, breaking down into tears, and they've started to hallucinate. The big butch bloke screamed like a girl in last night's episode, scrambled away from something on the floor until realising that it wasn't there. Poor, silly things.
I'd be crap on it, though. Had a lot of trouble sleeping last night, but today I'm absolutely shattered, and for some reason, the window was open when I woke up. Haven't done that since August. I was quite awake until I left the house, and then I sat down on the bus. I remember leaving Ormskirk. I then woke up in Skelmersale. This equates to being fast asleep for about 15 minutes. It also completely buggared me up for the day, meaning that I stumbled through my media studies lesson feeling like I was going to die, and the sensation continued throughout politics. This, however, may have been due to the lesson on pressure group. Hell, even Elaine didn't care.
And now I'm home. And I'm still tired. To make matters worse, I have to miss Stargate tonight. *wails* It Will Be Taped, however! Despite the probable lack of of Jack. *sighs* There's not enough of Jack past season six, and it's annoying. Speaking of Stargate, I will go and finish off the season 2 tapes for
flickerswitch, and I will even chuck one of the books in for good measure. Letter came from school today. That was very, very strange, not least because I got the horrible, gut-wrenching feeling that I'd done something wrong. Talk about learned reactions... anyway, it was a letter informing me about the wonder that is Presentation Evening. I have to go and pcik up my certificates and listen to a dull speech from Entwhistle. Oh joy. God knows what I'm going to wear - there's a big thing on it about wearing correct attire. The letter is addressed to me, so evidently, they've realised that I'm an adult, but they also treat me like a pupil. Admittingly, I feel rather grungy today, I actually have nail varnish on, but it's silver and it's chipped. I have a hoodie on that's designed for blokes (and as such, doesn't stretch where I do, which is disconcerting and better than a bra), I have a pair of jeans that probably smell and my hair is pulled back is a scratty ponytail. As it always is.
I've been thinking about have a bit of a change recently. The problem is that I'm both lazy and fairly comfortable being me - I just wanted a change. I was going to vut and dye my hair, but it suddenly makes much more sense to actually just grow it. Now, that would be a change, wouldn't it? Long enough to plait! Egads! Dress sense won't change, because I'm too cheap to buy new clothes and feel comfy in what I have. I want a new piercing somewhere too. I quite fancy a fourth pair in my ears, but I'm should probably just leave them be for a while. Nose piercing I've wanted for a while. But it'll hurt. Hmmmm. I'm also trying to loose weight, but in doing so I'm just cutting out snacking and eating normal meals. It's worked before - it's not like I want to loose drastic amounts of weight, or put it back on again.
None of the above, unfortunately, answers the question of what I'll wear when I get up and see various people from my old school again.
Wow, this is long and rambly. I need to go and get ready for work, now. Nig hugs to
hannahbassill, who I was horribly un-PC to but really, hun, I'm worried about you... also, SQUEE to loneraven!You know, apart from going to one post a day, I'm also going to start putting titles on these things. Just cos.
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2004-01-06 04:48 pm (UTC)From what you've said about hallucinations, she's probably right.
But I don't think I could go that long without sleep. I can barely go a whole lesson without sleep, nevermind a week!
But I would be amusing to see what sort of hallucinations I saw!
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Date: 2004-01-06 04:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-06 04:56 pm (UTC)I found that morbidly amusing... Poor things, they are being tortured for amusement!
Heh heh heh. I'm amused.
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Date: 2004-01-06 05:00 pm (UTC)So am I. More so when I consider that I feel asleep after ten minutes on the bus...
Thanks hun :)
Date: 2004-01-06 06:06 pm (UTC)Han-x-