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No me gusta giorno tre. I’m so tired.. Like, i’ve never felt this physically tired before, but I can’t sleep at all. I don’t know what it is, but as soon as I crawl into bed I can’t stop thinking about stuff. Not even worrying about stuff, really. Just complete obscure thoughts. Like last night, it was nearing one in the morning, I heard these screams. At first I thought I was just hearing things, but they got louder and louder. And it sounded like a woman was being beaten or something. So after about ten minutes I opened my window and peered out.. I could still hear the screaming, but I couldn’t see anything. Then there was this massive thud, and there weren’t anymore screams. I was like, petrified at this point.. probably due to lack of sleep, and maybe because I watched that documentry on knife crime and youth gang culture in the UK. I went to bed, like thinking what would happen if someone got murdered just across the street and I kept playing it over and over until about six. Mother convenietly got up at this time, and I asked if she heard anything weird at about half twelve last night. ‘Seriously, if next door don’t shut that bastarding dog up.. -proceeds to rant about how little sleep she got-’. I don’t know.. It must be that book i’m reading or something. But yeah, work experience was a bit stressful today. Just wanted to go home and sleep. Started at 10:30, just prepared stuff ready for the nights lessons and tomorrows lessons. Went home, tried to sleep but failed miserably and went for a run instead. (Which makes no sense really, and is probably the reason i’m tired). Went back and taught from four until seven. Was a bit dull really.
I found loads of old photographs from when I was little too. I found the loveliest one of my brother and me, and then one of the family, including Dad. There were a couple that stood out, like one from when we did the Nativity and my brother was Joseph and he had to ride a donkey to church. Heheh. And one where I had my little toy hoover, I guess I had OCD back then too.
Two tickets torn in half, and a lot of nothing to do.
Do you miss me, miss misery, like you say you do?
I haven’t heard from Sarah much recently either, I hope she’s okay. Just two days to go – I’m more than half way. Tomorrow I don’t have to start until four thirty/fiveish, so I think i’m going to sleep in and then go for a run.
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And Rob says you love, love, love and then you die,
I’ve watched him while sleeping and seen him crying with closed eyes.
And you’re not happy but you’re funny, and I’m tripping over my joy.
But I just keep on getting up again.
I have a funny feeling I need to start listening to some happier songs before I end up doing myself in. Just as just comes on. Día dos has been good. Only three days and four nights to go until Friday. It isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Although, i’m in one of those states where I don’t know how I feel. Which sounds odd, I know. But I can’t really put a finger on it. The more I think about it, the more confused I get. I still have that incomplete feeling, but I don’t feel as bad about it anymore. It’ll be gone soon. It’s just a week. MT really winds you up sometimes. It’s okay.
What else? Oh, yes. Work Experience. It was definetly an experience. The first person I taught was a kid of about thirteen. And she was a bit different. She wanted to learn how to play Bring Me The Horizon. Not being the most ‘down wiv da youuuttth’ of people, I looked them up. I knew a lot of the goffs listen to them.. So me and Lynn went of their website to see the kind of stuff they play. Expecting something like Cradle Of Filth, we were greeted by a sound that can only be compared to a pig being slaughtered in a brothel. It was terrible. We couldn’t tab it, (mainly because it isn’t music- it’s noise!) and she had never heard of Oasis.. After trailling about looking for something to play, we ended up playing Death Cab. A big contrast between ‘rawrghhh’ and the soppy romanticness of Death Cab. Then we went down south, where I gigged. It was one of the best days ever. Met some new people – James and Lee. They are the coolest people ever. James is sixteen and Lee is only fourteen, but they’re seriously the coolest people i’ve ever met. We went on the beach, and made this massive sandcastle. It was the uber sandcastle. Lynn took a photo of it which i’ll probably post tomorrow. We found some crabs.. Not the ‘no-no’ kind as Lee calls them, but the little red scuttling ones. We put them on either side to guard it. They both go to an Academy though, which sucks a bit because it’s all the way in Arnold, I think. But i’ve got James’ number so hopefully we’ll be able to jam again soon.
Tomorrow i’m teaching all day. I’m in from 10 – 11:30 preparing, and then i’m there from 3:30 until 7:30 actually teaching. It should be good. So long as there is no more ‘ripping out of entrails’ music.
I’m sorry that it has been a while. I’ve neglected this a bit lately. So recently, i’ve gotten in touch with my inner goth past. I met up with Oliver and Josh, my two closest friends from Holgate, and introduced them to Sarah. It was an experience. At first it was a little awkward, because I always considered Holgate to be seperate from Ashfield. Mainly because i’ve changed so much, but it was fun. Especially nice to catch up with them.
Sarah goes away for a week tomorrow. Eeek. I won’t go much into that though, because i’m feeling rather sentimental at the moment. ‘Fragile’ as my Mother likes to put it. Speaking of which,
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Anyway, I will start updating more frequently. For now I think it’s time for bed.
