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magdaleneheart- May 26th, 23:27
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- magdaleneheart
- May 11th, 11:13
My beautiful new lamp. I think I will name her Greta.
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- magdaleneheart
- April 28th, 10:31
I think one or two of you were baffled by my sudden hiatus from the internet. I'd be playing it down if I didn't say that I was flattered by that!
Sooooo. If you've been wondering what happened, I was in Uganda from the second of April right thru to the twenty seventh. That actually means that I arrived back in London yesterday. I'm preparing a tumblr which I will use to display my few photos, with scans of all of my little journal notes and letters to self that will divulge as much of my journey as I can manage within the next two or three days as I start to settle down and then I need to consider getting a job before I go back to my old routine! I'm hoping I get to be the independent book shoppe girl. Hope hope hope.
While I was away my dad came over to London because my cousin got married. He bought me this perfume. It's called Miss Dior Chérie and it smells of soap. Men do not understand perfume. If you are a man please never buy me a perfume unless you are absolutely certain that I love it already. Actually, the only kind of men that would be interested enough in me to buy me perfume would probably be really effeminate so they would probably have a better understanding of the art of fragrance.
The packaging is divine and has a little bow - so it totally appeals to me... In that I will be keeping the bottle forever but I will be using the perfume as bedroom deodorant.
I bought myself this keyring at Gucci in Duty Free. I like Duty Free. I can't work out if it's tacky or not, but I love it so much that I don't really care. It's gold and it's heart shaped.
Okay, I absolutely promise to post something of substance at some point when I am a little more settled. This was just a post to inform you all that I am alive, that I miss you and that I intend to catch up on at least one entry of yours each. If you're really lovely, you'll leave a comment giving me one update about your life.Here are three of mine.
- I am no longer taking antidepressants. I quit cold turkey upon the first day of my arrival in Uganda and I've not looked back.
- I've almost entirely decided that I will be living in Uganda within the next five years.
- I am still fucking single.
I've also updated Milk and Pillows, GodsGirls and Twitter if you're interested!
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- magdaleneheart
- March 24th, 23:42
Catherine & Louis turned up at my haus todae! We went out for dinner at a fabulous local italian restaurant! We ate fried calamari and bread with olive oil and vinegar with olives for starters and I had a lamb shank with tomato salad and gravy while Louis had lots of exotic sea food. I tried oysters for the first time (I stole them off Louis' plate, ofcourse!) and Catherine ate a delicious veggie pizza.
( Polaroids! )
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- magdaleneheart
- February 27th, 21:51
"hell is other people."
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- magdaleneheart
- February 19th, 2:39
Constantly losing people and belongings I never thought I would has taught me that nothing is stuck with me forever apart from my'self'. So... I guess this is my justification for selfishness and my pursuit of happiness taking precedence over yours. I am unapologetic and I think you should be glad I am this way, rather than disappointed. It is not at all terrible. It is rather human and for me to point it out is to be honest with both myself and you. So be glad you've met an honest friend.
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- magdaleneheart
- February 17th, 20:50
I shoved Louis' sketchbook in his hands & told him to draw me on the fourteenth. Here are the pictures he drew. I think he was afraid to draw me chubbier because in reality I am on the plumper side of average and I think my arms and legs look a lot thinner than they really are. These were very quick scribbles because I fidget and grow impatient fast. Louis has a livejournal. You should add him.
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- February 15th, 15:37
Louis is beside me in his bedroom plugging in the hair dryer and about to blowdry his underwear that I got wet when I poured a glass of water down the back of his top. He got me back by chasing me up the stairs and pouring water on my trousers as I fell to the floor trying to lock myself in the upstairs bathroom.
We are presently watching The Devil's Backbone.. or it's playing on his PS2 and we are about to go to sleep again. I kick Louis out of his bed and he lets me do that because he is the best. He also lets me steal his food. His mother gave me a pair of tracksuit bottoms that say 'CANDY' on the back. Win. She said they would make me look sexy. Do you agree!? I agree.
Last night we ate lots (although not anywhere near as much as we just ate for breakfast!) and we watched Frida, I am Legend and we tried watching R-point. R-point sucked hard. I actually fell asleep. Although when I woke up I saw Louis had put on Summer Heights High for me. :)
My valentines day presents were a Andrea Bocelli CD, a Twilight Poster with Edward on it and the Frida DVD. You know when there are people in your life that buy you presents you truly want? He did that! I love my gifts more than anything. Best Valentines ever!
Oh, and I just got an email from someone who dreamt about me. Meow!
Ok. Now I need to go pee, and then I'm going to lie on Louis' bed and hopefully fall back asleep.
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- February 5th, 15:07
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- magdaleneheart
- January 25th, 20:04
What was I waiting for? Waiting for the bubble to burst ... over your stagnant pauses.Can’t cure what your devil don’t see - or light a fire below the death of me. We’ve shot through all of our causes, days spin through my heart that sever the love - kill all the pain - with shame. I won’t be lost without you. I’ve found a way to get through - now I’m up and running, strong enough to walk away and leave you all alone - I won’t be lost.
What were you waiting for? Waiting for the straw to break over the back of desperate ways?
You were a dream to me. Now you’re nothing but a heart that bleeds - I’ll wash you off and carry on.
And when I see you - I find another reason to keep myself from getting lost in you.
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- magdaleneheart
- January 21st, 12:24
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- magdaleneheart
- January 13th, 11:52
familiar strangers make me smile. 'somewhere near plymouth', ha
i miss photoshop. i'll have it in a thousand years probably. that is a stack of christmas cards that will probably never get sent. here is a little photo summary of my december in no particular order. a late christmas pressie post, too. and macaroons!
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- magdaleneheart
- January 7th, 10:29
someone come here and be magical for me.
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- magdaleneheart
- January 4th, 19:16
Confess to something terrible you've done. Tell me something you think about me. Tell me a love story. Or your deepest and darkest secret. I like pictures too.
Comment anonymously, of course - and as many times as you want!
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- magdaleneheart
- January 3rd, 4:15
I fell in love with these secrets tonight.
Last year I was in a book shoppe and a lovely man approached me and started talking about books... He wanted to take me to a cafe for a coffee too. I thought the idea of it sounded terribly romantic, but really I was in love with someone at the time so I declined politely and spent the entirety of the train journey to my then-lover's day dreaming about what might have happened if things had been different and I had been available. I think I no longer believe in 'the one' but I do believe that sometimes people are 'supposed' to be together - even if it's only for a little while. Life is long and people change, you know?
I tried to sleep but I couldn't. I will try harder tomorrow. It was so thoughtful of you to have reminded me.
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- magdaleneheart
- December 31st, 2008
indifferent
don't explain yourself cos talk is cheap.
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- magdaleneheart
- December 30th, 2008
Why am I awake? Ugh. Wat.
( stolen! )
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- magdaleneheart
- December 28th, 2008
. My rattie-boy-babies are tucked up together on my lap and their tails are intertwined and they look so so cute and peaceful, sleeping. They are a little bit smelly and I think I shall need to give them a bath soon.
. I want to say thank you to the lovely, lovely people that posted such wonderful cheer-up comments on my last (friends only) entry. I can't begin to express how uplifting it was for me to be on the receiving end. I want to sprinkle you in cake shaped sequins and glitter. and give you all bouquets of daffodils and roses and cupcakes with little cherries on top. That is a lot coming from me because I do not part with delicious things like cupcakes easily.
. Christmas was nice. I spent most of it curled up asleep downstairs under a blanket with my feet tucked under my sister's bum, watching Summer Heights High. My mother made lots of delicious food and I ate it without a pretend-fuss (hi, i'm 'dieting') and.. my sister - who lives rather lavishly - brought over lovely edible things from Harrods for desert. My favourite of which was a small, beautifully packaged box of Macaroons. There were lime green and hot pink ones! I had to eat them. It was a matter of obligation. I had to. They were pure sugar too. We had a million crackers but we didn't really use them. My chihuahua was barking at his reflection in the baubles. My mother's choice of christmas decorations were an abomination.
. My gifts were amazing this year. I was given a limited edition/numbered copy of Lachapelle Land, a gold mini-statue head that I will hang above my bed and plant some lilies into so as to make my bedroom that little bit more lugubrious, the 'Daisy' box set of creams and perfume by Marc Jacobs, a ton of amazing make up by Benefit (I love benefit make up..), a designer (that i'd never before heard of) charm bracelet that reads 'te quiero', Some DVDs... and that iconic Alexander McQueen scarf... and my mama is also buying a dress for me to wear on new years.
. I spent forty five minutes on the phone with my favourite cookie.. biscuit.. person. I spoke a lot of rubbish. I hope they did not mind too much.
. My mother calls me a hummingbird, but someone else called me a magpie and somehow I can't seem to decide which is more fitting. I think perhaps that I might be a hybrid of the two.
. my friend erd came up with these resolutions. i am going to list them here so i can remind him of them in six months time. i second 2, 3, 5, 7 and 8. I mean I wouldn't go as far as to suggest I've been sleeping with Cracky Mcgee types... I don't think they'd sleep with meee. But in general I'd like to stop being interested in dickheads/weirdos.1. Be more organized in life, both uni and in general.
. here are mine. everyone has to help me stick to them.
2. Sleep at reasonable times; wake up at reasonably early times.
3. Do something every day.
4. No more lazy days, doing nothing.
5. Be more positive about everything.
6. Make more friends, only nice ones though.
7. Only sleep with nice girls, no more Cracky McGees.
8. Make more of an effort with all my current friends.
i. Do not hold back. Make something wonderful of the present, always. Do not be afraid.
ii. Read more books, watch more films and play more games.
iii. Do not harbour regrets or bitter feelings.
iiii. Do not cling to another living thing.
iiiii. Aspire to be happy.
iiiii. Go back to Art School and finish what you started.
iiiiii. Befriend everyone worthy of friendship and become more personable in general.
iiiiiii. Be slightly less frivolous when spending money.
iiiiiiii. Create more. Take photos, scribble and write.
iiiiiiiii. Be positive.
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- magdaleneheart
- December 12th, 2008
Rest in Peace pretty Bettie!
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- magdaleneheart
- November 25th, 2008
Why I shouldn't cook.. reason no. 55000030331200340343
I set fire to myself yesterday trying to turn the hob on