Archive for August, 2007
Laughing in the face of a stroke
You are what you eat the packet proclaimed boldly. If that is the case, I am a handful of raisins, a walnut or two, and several half-chewed almonds. Nice.
I am back from my travels. I am not ready to resume my real life yet. Despite this, I am happy to escape from the torture which [...]
Holiday number two - nostalgia.
I am packing again. On the phone earlier on I thought about hugging knees and back massages. I am so tired I might come apart, like the dust of mosquitoes three months dead. Pick them up by a leg, and they disintergrate silently. It could happen.
Plane to Germany with Chrisie at 7.15AM. We have to [...]
Sitting on the train on the way back from Glasgow Central, a quick succession of frozen moments flashed through my mind, unbidden but not entirely unwanted. iPod speakers shoved deep into my ears, forehead resting against the glass, I watched the sun go down. Interpol serenaded.
I’m gonna pull you in close
Gonna wrap you up tight…
My [...]
Nocturnal Thing
My suitcase lies open, packed and ready to go.
That was a lie.
My suitcase lies dusty and neglected, on top of my parents’ wardrobe. I have yet to pack, to write Elisabeth a birthday letter (happy birthday, soul sistah!) and to finish my essay.
I am a nocturnal thing.
My head is spinning like some out of control [...]
Results’ Day
Five A’s.
I sat on the stairs away from everyone to open my thick brown envelope, hands shaking. Fuck me, I said to myself. Beth and Steph thought maybe I’d done badly. I didn’t feel anything much. Part of me thought how predictable! and the other how did you manage that? Bribery?
Are you happy? Isabel [...]
Running on Battery Power
How do I explain this?
I am running on battery power.
Occassionally, when I am with other people (never when I am alone) the man in the controls room plugs me into the mains, and I dance inside. Talk nine to the dozen, come across as funny and interesting and deep, flick my hair at the appropriate [...]
Dear Me,
Say HELLO to the sun. There it is. Trapped behind a cloud, but there nevertheless. Brush your teeth, comb your hair, ban a few tracks from the iTunes playlist, and say HELLO to the sun. From now on no more wallowing. Mooching around in pjs is strictly verboten, as is lying on your bed staring [...]
Phone Call
My phone skills deteriorate further.
I lie on my bed with the reciever pressed to my ear and watch the clouds move. There is a big grey one stuck behind a snowy white one. They are doing a cloud dance. It looks like they are trying to escape each other. The wind blows them both at [...]
2 AM
I get there before everyone else. He makes me lasagne with potatoes and peas. And then he brings me ice cream. The Simpsons. Thom and I lounged around on the sofa. Not a hint of awkwardness.
And then it’s everyone getting there. Too awkward; out of seven I only know one person. I sit in the [...]
Inactivity
The sun is shining, the Stereophonics are serenading me about some waitress with first-day blues, and being nothing precious at all. I’m on holiday, technically; no college for five more week. I’ve almost had five weeks off already.
Bored doesn’t come close. Inactivity is driving me totally crazy. This is the first time in over two [...]