Allison Harvard

Prettaaay. <3 She is so tiny-looking for a 5'10 girl.

^ This is how I've been feeling all day. Including the man blatantly leering at me.

The root of all evil

... Mondays. In your heart, you know it to be true. Again, my body was a terrible place to be today. And it's only about 20% my doing.

• Went to bed at 2 am last night
• Hence the headaches
• No water = dehydrated
• Entirely too much homework in need of doing
• Teacher took us to an ACTA hearing
• Shit lasted until effin' 7.30 pm
• My back was a bitch
• My knee was a total douche and a jerkface
• I was learning until effin' 7.30 pm, guys
• Exhausted
• I EARNED THIS CUP OF TEA

Seriously though, I need to do my homework. And down lots and lots and lots of tea. And in the interest of staying forever procrastinating, I'm gonna take my sweet time on the loo too.

Guess what

I'm not a robot! And I like this song. Peace!

Also

• I went to the gym for an hour just now to maybe sweat the illness out?
• Shut up
• My dad called and informed me that he bought me new headphones
• That is absolutely awesome
• Finished my English assignment
• Also awesome
• I get shit done on my sick-days.

I may suffer through the whole thing, but it'll be done.

Also, also:

• Nap-time?

Stupid bodyzz

I am so sick right now, and everything is hot and I feel disgusting. I make this weird wheezing sound when I breathe, my head hurts, my eyes are out of focus, and generally my body is just an effing awful place to be in right now. Didn't feel hungry at all this morning and I felt like I might actually throw up if I did eat something... so I'm just getting lunch now. You know, when was 12 or 13 or so I never EVER ate breakfast, because I would just consistently vomit if I did. Only liquids would stay inside, but I even had trouble with milk. Can't imagine how badly that butchered my metabolism.

Speaking of things butchered, my sleeping pattern is just IN PIECES at the moment. I get home and I want to nap sooo badly, after 6 pm my mind and creative energy just starts to boost, and then I stay up till like 2 am on the worst of days. I thought A was happing trouble sleeping, but then he says "man, I couldn't sleep until 11 pm" and I'm left there groaning and wanting to smack my head down into the desk. 11 pm?! Are you serious?! Wherein lies the justice? WHERE?!

Happy birthday Mr Cobain

Sometimes I sincerely believe that sleeping is a waste of time

ugh ugh ugh

Mum printed out and tried too show me the amount of money of her life insurance. Told her I didn't want to see it, and she told me "you shouldn't deny things", and now I'm pissed again. Does she want me to go 'ooh' and 'aah', honestly?! I don't know what's going on with her lately.

I feel very odd

Inspired

Hello, hello, hello... Poor blog, I've been horribly neglecting lately. Well, Winter Break's been a busy time for me. I don't know what kept me from simply opening a word document and writing what was on my mind so I would have a blog entry at the ready when I got internet, but as you are probably realising just now, my immediate thought would be something like, "Yeah, too much work", and ain't that the truth?!

This vacation has included, but is certainly not limited to:

• Being overwhelmed by the attention from Jutlandish boys wanting to take me out (in the nice way).
• Getting drunk and crying about my dad because my mum's got no sense of proper consideration in a given situation?
• Listening to my drunk mum talking shit about my dad and my step sister.
• So stupid, that, mum. I resent those statements.
• Watching Sherlock.
• Watching more Sherlock.
• Playing chess.
• Obsessing over Sherlock.

I've been watching Sherlock... a lot. This has caused me some level of mental aloofness and I'm happy to say I have enjoyed this state of complete preoccupation for as long as I have up until this point... So many scenarios take place in my brain these days, and I'm pleased to say many of them have been written down already. Many of them include my favourite brainchild, Mannis Rose, just saying. So much muse.

We are situated in Esbjerg at the moment, and arrangements involving our departure has been set in motion. Soon I'll be home.

The hair is fab

So I'm not really any bigger, I realised upon taking my measures. All the fat seems to have gone straight to my tits because they are a motherfucking nightmare right now. Seriously, they're a mess, but that could just be the fact that I'm on my period, I guess?

Well, at least my hair looks a-fucking-mazing. <3
I have a cough and my skin is so flippin' itchy UGH.
I must have a cold or dry skin or syphilis or whatever,
so I guess there's gonna be no sexing someone up on Saturday.
But I've got my eye on her.

Distracting taboos having been covered in one post, I feel like now I can be more frank. Don't be scared, it'll be glorious.

Sometimes I find it hard to distinguish between girls I wanna date and girls I wanna look like :|

Busyhead

Okay, I have been super busy doing this written assignment anditsnotfuckingdoneyet -shakes fist at the heavens- hence the low posting rate.

On a completely unrelated note: what is the deal with protesters wearing Guy Fawkes masks? Now I see it all over Facebook profiles as well in conjunction with ACTA protests. I mean, I don't mind, I've just been giving this some thought... 

On one hand it seems ignorant to hide behind a mask and leave that to speak for itself. I realise that it symbolises rebellion and rising against the government, but I think simply quoting a hollywood movie (which did have some very valid points, though terrorism is hardly something I would want protesters to embrace) isn't gonna cut it in the long run. The mask will eventually become irrelevant and the message will weaken if there are no new words to feed it. I'd hate to see the mask and its message become a generic gesture, and that's mostly what concerns me because then the government won't care, if they ever did.

On the other hand, it is a great message. I think it's good for people to realise that they are not powerless if they stay united and persevere. I'm going to the protest later this month.

All this stuff about Anonymous... I think it's a good concept, but I don't necessarily believe that anarchism is the only way to go, nor do appreciate it when their message is stuffed down my throat by their followers. And it has been. Maybe it's just that the followers in my general vicinity are extraordinary obnoxious about it, but I'll turn the other cheek. It's not about the individual supporter of an idea.

As the Joker once said: it's all about sending a message. And I'll be damned if the government doesn't need one right now.

Courtney inspires me

Turns out, I know exactly what to do

Moving forward

It is February 1st, and in approximately 7 hours I will step on the scale... Everything else, doing alright. B-A is gone, basically, but I will have to deal with that on my own. I'm trying to stay likeable, but I can't help but feel the stress coming around back. I have published another chapter of Lethal Masterpiece.