Nothing but the effects of dust and vapor in the thin skin of air

So LJ is run by bastards, and IJ is eye-bleedingly ugly, and JournalFen is all about the comms. None of these are things that are making my happy right now.

LibraryThing pleases me, though.






It's quite sweet, really. You catalogue your own books, and you can get reccomendations based on them, see how many other people I have them (I am one of only two people to have Roman York, for example, and one of ten and a half thousand to the The Odyssey), read reviews and summaries, and generally just have mutual booksquee. Adding books can be a bit of a pain if, like me, you tend to buy second hand and from British publishers. But you can search by ISBN, which really helps (especially if you persuade Amazon to list everything you've ever purchased from them, which is why my list is mainly made up of course books). They've borrows CSS Zen Garden's idea for a hihgly customisable user interface, too, which is nice ^_^

In what world walk you?
I walk where sky is darkening blue.
Wait you for me, or I for you?


Been reading Tennyson. I now have to finish Mary Barton by Tuesday. I'm working Saturday and Monday, and I think I'm out doing birthday things tomorrow.

Ever get a phrase stuck in your head so that it keeps going round and rond until you do something with it? Happens to me alarmingly often, so here's what I did with one of those lines:
( Random poem )

Side note: I love the little creative emoticon I've got. ^_^

Not impressed with Psychology. We turn up cheerful and leave depressed. Something to do with the boredom induced lethargy. (Huggles Anria, who was in a bad mood earlier)

( Random spur-of-the-moment poetry )

Got a break between lessons, so here I am. Can't find the people I normally hang out with at this time. :(

I always seem to attach myself to outgoing, popular people. All of my friends have lots of friends who I don't know. his doesn't bother me, I enjoy meeting all these people, but I feel I out to be making friends outside of our normal group. Girl said hi to me a short while ago. Turned out she's one of Rosie's friends, and sat with us at lunch a few days ago. I recognised her, but was stunned that she recognised me and that she decided to say hi. I think my stunnedness made her think i didn't recognise her. Oops. It was flattering, really. H is always trying to convince me I'm much more popular than I think I am, and that everyone likes me. I know this is probably true, but I get the impression people think I'm nice because they don't know who exactly I am, and I keep a relatively low profile among new people.

Keep getting told I'm abnormally happy. Told H that until I came tocollege I thought unhappiness was abnormal. I guess I jsut had unusually balanced friends back at GHS. Yes, there's irony in there. Espceially when our year wa conisdered most in need of a pyschiatrist. 1 attempted suicide, at least five people cutting their wrists, a bulimic, an anorexic, a compulsive liar and a large number of spoilt bratty bitches... Oh the joys of private all girl schools. It's where I learnt to bitch. Of course, I blame a lot of things on GHS, most of which it doesn't deserve. Honest,i did enjoy my time there. I'm jsut also enjoying my time here. Guys look at my breasts. I doesn't take much to keep me happy. ^_^

Long update. Not unusual, for me. And since LJs work at school, unlike blogs, I can get away with updating multiple times a day.

I meant to put poetry up once in a while. I'll start with one of my favourites, just becasue it's sappy:

Friend
When your world comes crashing down
And the sky falls on your head
I will be there
To clear up the wreckage
And clean up the rubble
And pick up the pieces
And set you free
So you can fly again.


See, I like that poem. Not real reason why. It's certainly one of my better ones.