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Musings on a world I am no longer sure about
Green eyed monster
The love of loss Been listening to old bands again. This song is beautiful, bittersweet and reminds me of Mark. The lyrics are fabulous.
Green eyed monster.
You used to turn me on
Now you just turn me away
You used to make me smile
Now you just make me sigh
Why do I break down and cry?
Tried to wear you as a jewel
Chose to wear you as a bruise
And I put my faith in you
Now I’m walking in my own shoes
Why do I break down and cry?
Oh...So I’m a green eyed monster
Oh yeah.
Oh...So I’m a green eyed monster
Yeah...Oh...
Why did I break down and cry?
Did I lay down to die?
Oh...So I’m a green eyed monster
Oh yeah.
Oh...So I’m a green eyed monster
Yeah...Oh...
-- Rachel (whose last name I forgot. Oops!) The Rainbyrds. Lesbians rock.
The Rainbyrds were the band that Holly Lerski came from of Angelou fame (and yer, she’s actually famous now). I remember them playing the common room at UEA. Them, some microphones and a mate with a box of demo tapes. Happy, yet sad.
I think I’m gonna take a break from writing code and write some music this weekend. So many thoughts flying through my head, an urge to play the emotion out. Sometimes I miss being in a band, but who wants a fat 31yr old bass player anyways? Muahaha.
It’s bad that Tatu is going through my head right now. The shame.
Got a threehundredfuckingquid gas bill today. And the actual figure is higher because we’ve used more. Yay for my life kicking me some more in the figurative nads, just when I’m starting to pick myself up again.
Thought I’d read through the old books I kept...it’s interesting to see how much I’ve not changed (aside from getting fat and hairy)...here, huggie. Have some angsty teen poetry:
I just don’t want to see you
Ever in my life again
I just don’t want to hurt like this
I don’t need it, not now
I’m so confused
But you still need me
So I still put myself through
All this pain
(Sept ’92 - all I wanted for my birthday was Mark...oops...he split up with me because he changed his mind about his sexuality. Flip flop )
It’s wierd to think that no-one I know now knew me then except family.
Once life was fine and sultry and shining
And nice and nebulous
And large and lovely
Something you could
Really get your
Teeth into
There lies the illusion!
--
I just feel
So cold
So alone
So what?
— 26/10/92
--
The perfect words at the right time
A vision of a dream in the right frame of mind
Only the lonely will go so far as to say
Maybe it’s better forever that way
The trains pass by my open window frame
My frame of mind not so good after all life’s games
They rumble to their destinations, melody against the night
I wish I was going with them, the time is right
The pain that strains
The mind that can’t find
A question of suggestion
But I don’t mind
Watch as I change, a new life to unfold
The old lay dying as in your arms you hold
Another for whom you seem certain now
And all I want to know is why and how
Life’s little luxury seems to disappear
And if you’re gone, there’s no-one near
To hear my cries, or heal my pain
I don’t want to lose, no not again
The pain that strains
The mind that can’t find
A question of suggestion
But I don’t mind
And as I leave, this I know for sure
That it will never be as before
And I will find happiness with another
Who will not drop me for some other
The longest song I ever will write
I have recovered from the fright of last night
The fright of losing my mind and then
The fright of losing my very best friend
I dunno. I had music for that one too. It’s gone, along with the date I wrote it. The music was written, 17/7/93. The words the September before. I was 18 and in love with someone who was bad for me. I can still vividly remember the night. I can remember what happened. I can remember the feeling of betrayal as he invited someon
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I could never get the hang of Thursdays
I am going to a sex club tonight in polite company. How amusing! I am also going to Leeds soon and to Portugal (fingers xd) next month. Irony being Portugal’s cheaper to get to unless I get the bus. To Leeds that is - no buses to Portugal... I’ve worked out why it won’t work between Chris and me. Took a bit of time, but hey. And although he is very special to me, and not just another one, as João said...plenty more fish in the sea. He’s the Portugese Fisherman, I’m the British Fisherman. And really, I may not want anyone right now, but that’ll change. I don’t actually need anyone else so I’ll just see where things take me. And stop going out with people just because I miss James and want to find another one. Tho that’s not the only reason I went out with Possom features, before anyone gets overexcited and presses the big red “block” button again Finally starting to be unhappy at work. Generally unhappy with how things are in my life. So time for a change. Time to stop wasting time with people who don’t care either way. I need to be loved, but I always seem to forget that I *am* loved. One day I’ll find someone to build a life with again. But I don’t *need* someone. I have my pretend family. I have the people round me who will pick me up when I fall. They’re the ones who I don’t need to ask to be there for me - they just are. I live in the twilight, constantly watching the future as it streams out in front of me. I drive it from the now. The brief moment between past and future. A change here, a possibility arises. A change there, a door is shut. So no more beer for a while, let’s see how close to the sun I can fly. I just closed some doors - let’s see what opened in their place... Like my dead friend Emma used to say - “life’s a bitch”. She never really understood that life is you and you are life. I got to be a bit part in someone else’s karma for a time. Not doing that again - gonna pay more attention to what’s going to happen, but this time with an eye on the now... All this is entirely an excuse to say “sorry, too busy watching Galactica to do more freakcity”. Anyone wanna be my date for Serenity on Sat? Chris is already taken.