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|Thursday, March 22nd, 2007|
|I make no sense whatsoever.
Nicola told me yesterday that I am a bizzare mixture of my mother and my father.
I think there's something deeply emotionally wrong with me. And I'm not talking in an angst sort of way, not in terms of depression, but in the way I relate to people and have relationships. It's definately not normal. And it's impossible to explain to people.
My, it's been a long time since I've been here.
*cue the ritual of hiding all previous journal entries that I think are angsty and/or stupid*
|Thursday, October 5th, 2006|
I'm at the University of East Anglia, on their Scriptwriting course.
|Wednesday, August 2nd, 2006|
I got myself a brand new boyfriend.
And a kidney infection. Ouch.
Luckily they managed to coincide in a way that meant that one of them could drive me to hospital to sort out the other one.
I got to wear a hospital gown and lie in a hospital bed. It was like an adventure.
|Monday, May 15th, 2006|
|Oh, how we mock
that's the trouble when dealing with Jamaicans
what is the trouble when dealing with Jamaicans?
they're always late
must be all that pot
|Saturday, February 18th, 2006|
I got TWO offers from UEA, even though I only applied for one course. ABB for Drama, and they want me to apply to their Scriptwriting and Performance course, too. I'm considering it, but need to find more out about it.
I got a job, I'm writing a script for a young theatre project, it's going to be acted by teenagers, 13-15 years old. I'm getting paid. I'm a paid scriptwriter. Excitement.
I've been going to the gym with Jessica, 2 - 3 times a week. I can now run for 16 minutes without stopping. I'm scared.
|Friday, December 23rd, 2005|
|I'm 18 now.
So, I've been gone for LONG. All of that pesky *work* they keep setting me, and that tedious *fun* I've been having.
My 18th was good fun. There were about 40 people, and they were all wonderful.
I managed to break my Zen mp3 player, it was in my pocket when I fell off my bike, and I landed on it. Clever Harriet. I think I'm getting another one for my joint birthday and christmas present from my parents. It's stil a bit suck, as I actually bought the old one myself and I was really proud of it, and it took ages to put all my music on it, and then I deleted most of my CDs off the computer when I was done. Screw.
I finally own a Tiger Lillies album - Ad Nauseam.
|Monday, October 31st, 2005|
|What google thinks Harriet needs
Harriet Needs Remedial Training
Harriet needs some time to learn about constitutional law
Harriet needs to write about an interesting pet
Harriet needs a rat.
Harriet NEEDS to spy on people
Harriet needs to grow the feck up
Harriet needs help and you're not in the carriage house
Harriet needs your outlines
Harriet needs a lesson in "Who is doing what?"
Harriet needs to stop talking
Harriet needs to be able to give you her undivided attention for about 15 -20 minutes when you are dropping off your kitties.
Who can argue with that?
Harriet needs to stop arsing around on the internet and finish her essay.
|Thursday, October 27th, 2005|
Imagine working for a company that has a little more than 500 employees and has the following statistics:
29 have been accused of spousal abuse
7 have been arrested for fraud
19 have been accused of writing bad checks
117 have directly or indirectly bankrupted at least 2 businesses
3 have done time for assault
71 cannot get a credit card due to bad credit
14 have been arrested on drug-related charges
8 have been arrested for shoplifting
21 are currently defendants in lawsuits
84 have been arrested for drunk driving in the last year
Can you guess which organization this is? ( And The Answer Is...Collapse )
|Tuesday, October 11th, 2005|
My C got remarked up to a B,
So now it's BBBE.
No longer does the C degrade my Bs... Now that job is left to the E alone. Stupid Physics.
|Saturday, September 24th, 2005|
Good morning. I just went Indie clubbing with chums. It was a good night.
Creepy thing: a guy kept asking me where I lived, so I was like "London" and he asked "where in London?" and I replied "West London" And he said, "Oh, so, like, you live in Acton?"
.... How did he know? How. Did. He. Know?
Tomorrow: Vintage shopping with Jane, having spent all my money tonight. I may have to thieve from Fran's petty cash and then pay her back later.
In drama, we're doing a play about a cult who brainwash a normal girl and influence her so much that she kills her best friend for wanting to leave. The other girls in the group came up with the plot, I find it's best to leave them to it. Only now our play is full of angst. They want to have "Fix you" by Coldplay in the killing scene. Le sigh.
Cycling back home at night is good, as I don't have to pay for travel, or be wanked at by a friendly stranger on the bus, and I can leave whenever I like, but it's bad because it makes me chilly and makes my muscles hurt. Cycling from Knightsbridge to Acton is a long journey, I have learnt.
James has started uni. *sniff* He's all growed up. He's doing Drama at Aberwistwith (SP?) In Wales. FAR.
Time for bed, I feel.
|Wednesday, August 24th, 2005|
I'm off to Reading Festival tomorrow, which should be fun. On this gloomy London day, I'm going out to buy supplies.
I'm glad I did the Duke of Edinburgh award, as it taught me a great many things about camping.
Oh, and my hair is blue now.
|Friday, August 19th, 2005|
I passed Physics, with an E, which is great as you don't really need a 4th AS level to do drama at uni, it just helps.
And I got 2 Bs, in Drama and Classical Civilization, and a C in English, but all is not lost, as it's only 6 marks off a B, so hopefully when I retake part of it, it'll go up to 3 Bs. *fingers crossed*
Got a bit too drunk yesterday and the day before, plus having about 3 hours sleep from 5am to 8am yesterday morning. None of us wanted the night to end, as it meant the next day would come and we'd get our results.
Harry took me out for our one year anniversary. He didn't tell me where we were going, so everything was a huge surprise. First, we went to Westminster to look at some really beautiful churches, as he knew I'd been missing London while I was in France. Then we had a champagne picnic in Regents Park, then we saw The Wind In The Willows in the park's open air theatre, then he took me to Selfridges to get my ears pierced, as I've wanted to do that since I was about 10, but my parents never let me, then we bought Ben & Jerrys and wandered round for a bit eating it, then he took me to The National Theatre to watch a free outdoor performance, then we went to Stamford Brook, to have supper at Est Est Est, which is where we used to go when we were just friends every monday with Robbie and Jane, and Robbie and Jane were there, too. I'd missed them so much while in France, so it was good to see them. He'd put so much thought into it, and remembered things I'd said in passing and encorporated them into the day. The only thing he didn't do was take me to the Hitch Hikers' Guide exhibition, but he HAD tried to work it into our day, but it was really far from everywhere else he was taking me.
Maybe my dad will take me there...
|Monday, August 15th, 2005|
Back from holiday in France. Factor 60 plus sun hat plus shades plus covering up whenever I wasn't swimming didn't work. I have freckles. Lots. And a slight tan.
The villa was beautiful, surrounded by vineyards, a perfect view of the milky way at night, a good chance for perspective, to wile away sunny afternoons reading or sitting and thinking about nothing at all.
But now, I am returned, and I get my AS lever results on Thursday. I'm hoping for a pass in physics, and As and Bs in my other three subjects.
Kinda scary that these results are going to affect my uni application, which will then go on to affect the whole of my life.
Reading Festival soon.
I was on holiday with my friend Jess, and she has a nine year old brother, and he made me think that maybe I'm not going to be such a terrible mother after all. He's adorable, and we got on very well when he wasn't being annoying, but he is, after all, nine. And being annoying is what nine year olds do best.
|Tuesday, June 21st, 2005|
|I Have A Plan
I'm going to get one of those cards that proves I'm a student (Isic or something) so that I can get a considerable discount at my gym. I'm gonna have to be organised enough to get a passport photo etc. But it'll all be worth it.
I need this, because my gym is fully air-conditioned and the weather is so hot all of a sudden that I can't bare to exercise outside. I have to cycle to school, but it's exhausting in this heat and I can't make myself do any other exercise. It's getting ridiculous. This is England, I'm supposed to be complaining about the cold.
And I have hayfever, so I just generally don't like being outside.
AND I'm really pale so I burn in the sun really easy.
So, basically my body doesn't like sunshine, warm weather or plants.
|Saturday, June 4th, 2005|
|Wednesday, June 1st, 2005|
Ben Folds was fantastic. He's great live. And Clem Snide was pretty cool, too.
|Monday, May 30th, 2005|
I'm going to see Ben Folds Five tomorrow. My daddy's taking me. I cannie wait.
It really annoys me how different scales at different people's houses have different levels of wrong-ness. Jane's told me I'd gained weight, Jess's told me I'd lost. I prefer Jess's.
I had a good weekend, but now it's back to work.
Harry's coming to London on Monday to help me with my physics revision. Why I chose physics, I'll never fully understand.
|Monday, May 16th, 2005|
I met this guy, a friend of a friend, who was clever and witty, a bit pompus but he goes to Westminster so hey, and he was perfectly nice and likeable, but occasionally he'd come out with these shocking things to say like "I hate bisexual people because they're just sluts who don't have the integrity to make a choice." He refered to being gay as "a lifestyle choice" and said that "I don't mind gays, I mean, if that's your perversion, then fine." and he said that he "hated" goths, and when I asked him why, he said it was because he once met some goths who used to hang out in a graveyard and read bad poetry. He didn't even Respond to the idea that just because he knew some goths who did that doesn't mean that every goth in the world did it. And when I got angry and challenged him, he couldn't even defend his views, he just turned to Harry and said "What's gotten her all riled up?"
The most annoying thing is that when he wasn't being a bigot, he was quite nice.
I have my Creative Zen Touch 40 GB. Life is great.
Harry's asleep in my bed. He sleeps a little more than the average coma patient. I've been up for 2 and a half hours, playing with my zen and eating porridge.
|Wednesday, April 20th, 2005|
|Who wants some gay pride?
London Pride Run
Brockwell Park, Lambeth (Closest tube Brixton)
Saturday 25th June, 11:00am
Pride London 2005, Crusaid and Frontrunners are proud to announce the Second Annual London Pride Run.
The event takes place in Brockwell Park and is one of many events on the Pride London calendar. Building on the amazing success of Pride Run 2004, Frontrunners plan to make this year's run bigger and better!
The course is 3 circuits around the park on a smooth, undulating, traffic-free path. Showers, toilets and bag storage will be available. Online registration is now open but the number of places are limited, so early registration is recommended. Visit http://www.londonpriderun.org
for details on how to register online or by post.
Spread the Word.
Other news: I wrote a play, and as part of my playwriting course, actors were hired to read it at The Gate Theatre. Which was pretty damn Rock. I'm also going to be IN a play on tuesday, wednesday and thursday night, for my AS drama exam. Scary.
|Saturday, April 2nd, 2005|
Harry taught me the physics that I'm already supposed to know. He makes it much easier and more interesting than my teachers do.