DEMON EYES

Plenty O Cars

Noel playing with his cars. He is literally obsessed with those things, I lined them up like they are displayed in car show rooms, he didn't seem too pleased about that. Then dinner was ready and the cars had to be pushed off the table and into in his red trolley. That's the moment he split and screamed at me. Life's hard when you're a kid.

London's Burning.

I have plenty more photos of Enfield from Tuesday evening. Look how small that man is and look how huge those bellowing bits of smoke are. It felt like a monster creeping over the skies.

It was my birthday on Sunday. Sadly I have no pictures to commemorate this mess of an evening, but let me say this. It was fabulous, they were fabulous. I was a fabulous messy abusive drunk. 
On other news. I rarely have been outside since I finished my degree which I have graduated with a 2:1 (unbelievable). As my few readers know I'm a home person with the occasional rave and pub outing. I have been having fun though and wishing at many of these occasions my camera was handy; one instance would be when I visited Brighton for a sweet little getaway and the Tracy Emin exhibition which I found so inspiring and refuelled the feminist passion within me.


I exercise at least 3-4 times a week, I now have only 1 visible piercing on my face, I have black hair again and I now spend a lot of my time obsessing over the True Blood series. I really hope to be visiting again soon.

I've never been particularly good at dying my hair (taken 2 weeks ago, microdermal is gone too)

Number One Blind

Arid

Prometheus

My body is ready.

A week alone in the house, I think I'm going to get lonely without my parents...doing nothing of importance, bit of photography there, bit of dissertation there.  Lately though, I've been getting all nostalgic whilst re-watching the X-Men the animated series from the 90's. I am fully in love with Gambit and I can't seem to stop, it's like oooh just one more episode. I've got through 2 series and I'm nearly at the end of the 3rd, waiting for a bit of Gambit and Rogue to do the dirty. Is there something wrong with me? wanting to see animated penis? lordy
2 weeks of university left, and its stress central in this brain of mine.






Photos taken in London Aquarium and in Alex's Garden.

Long time, no see

aha yes it has been a while, forgive me. I wont begin to tell you about the drag that is university life, soon it will be over... a month to be precise, then I will be out off and aywaaaayyyyyy. I wont really be going anywhere instead I'm hoping to stay and do a masters while tuition fees are slightly more reasonable than the ridiculous £9,000 they're asking for in 2012. I'm seeing Bonobo next week with Natalie, pretty excited. 
My university work is actually coming together, I feel more and more confident about it everyday and plus fact I feel it will give me a good mark because I tried something different and unusual, hopefully that will pay out.

I've also been bleaching and burning photographs today ( in the lovely warm sunny weather), still a lot of progress needed, but with a month to go I'm feeling more confident than ever. I took some more shots of veins and pale bodies along with a few nude shots, penis and all. Those will be bleached and burnt because I think they'll have really nice texture because of the colour. Anyway dissertation is a mess but at least the words are all there!


I actually think I can pull this off, however ask me in two weeks and see whether or not I'm freaking out!
veggie pizza time, I'm off 

Meow. Hello my little boys, I love you very much. Constantly listening to this song too. H R GIGER directed the video..

Cherry Waves

I finished Looking for Alaska on Thursday, I loved the book entirely I haven't been moved like that in a while, Alaska was such a free spirit, a beautiful human being and a delicious soul. She reminded me a little of myself, mainly her recklessness, moodiness and flirtatious mannerisms. I came away wanting to be a little like Miles and Alaska. I thank Sam and Tom for recommending it to me. 


This weekend was spent cooking some amazing food and ordering lots in. I had some scrummy Chinese take away and watched Big Bang Theory on Friday followed by me cooking a prawn and muscle chili linguine for Alex and I on Saturday with yummy take away falafel wraps after the pub. Then on Sunday I made some Moroccan chicken with couscous, tzatziki and salad in a wrap. Heh very proud of the cook I'm becoming, sadly I didn't take any photos...


I also got my tattoo done on Friday, most pain I've felt ever... it was just so nippy and made my toes curl. I adore it though and I get it's twin on my right leg next week.




Listening to: Deftones - Cherry Waves

Nikky

http://www.flickr.com/photos/eggladyedie/

At the moment I'm currently sitting with a glass of lemon juice,typing furiously at the computer and listening to the Thomas Newman score for Revolutionary Road. It puts my weary mind at peace with the stress of lingering university projects. 


Tomorrow I get my tattoo, I'm fidgety and shaky at the moment. Hoping the bores of writing this dissertation with calm my apprehensiveness. 

Jean Grey

I'm feeling a jean grey vibe today. Excuse the plaster's my micro dermal has been feeling loose since Noel nearly yanked it out of me. hmmm. I managed to acquire a book I've been searching for finally, so.. currently have it in my lap with a green tea listening to some drum and bass. Expect no less!

Early Spring Clean

Fuck knows the inspiration for this, but I was bored and I began cleaning out the whole of my room at around 4:30 this afternoon. Under my bed alone I managed to find tampons (unused), cables, prit sticks, bra straps, teddy bears, music tapes, photo frames, shoes,  music sheets, stickers, stretchers, bows, laces, wires and more wires, my Ds, post-its, pencils, a rolling machine, negatives, Christmas cards and birthday cards, action figures and toy snakes, lipstick, self help books, playing cards and about a million leaflets, filters and unopened envelops.


Amongst these fascinating objects..I found 7 pairs of glasses, as soon as I'd taken this photo I found 3 more...

The Snake

Happy Chinese New Year!
As I'm born in 1989 it means I'm the snake...an Earth Snake:
The Snake is the intuitive, introspective, refined and collected of the Animal Signs. They are attractive people who take cries with ease and do not become flustered easily. They are graceful people, exciting and dark at the same time.


I'm going to tuck into some home made Chinese food before work. Listen to State of Mind and try and do a bit of Chapter 1.

Have a good day :)

Rachael's Song

I'm so drained, a day spent entertaining Noel, cooking and comforting Natalie and then I come home to a drunken Dad. Although its not as bad as it sounds he was singing whilst doing the hoovering after smashing a bit of glass and looked a bit sorry for himself.


 hmmmmm and I can't find Georgie.... I feel like a cuddle.


I'm going to get into bed and watch Blade Runner.  I hope I drift off into a deep sleep and dream of my life in Canada away from fatheads and stupid dicks.

Veins.

Today I have managed to once again do very little work. I've written about 500 words for each chapter. I have 3 months to do this so I shouldn't be panicking so much  but in a way I fucking well should be. I have done minimal amounts of Photography except for this blog, I should crack on, maybe I'll put a couple of 120film roles into snappy snaps and hope for the best. I need to be doing some naked b&w shots of myself to paint over. I'm totally shitting it, but I've got to give it my all. Next week I begin my last semester...


Picture above was taken in Stoke on Alex's campus.


Listening to: Nymfo - Surface Scan

Sleepy - Foob

 These pictures make me feel really sleepy and settled.

Redwood

Tomorrow I leave for Stoke, I'm currently packing my bag and finding I have no room for my booties or my creepers or my docs or my nikes. But I mean how many pairs of shoes am I going to need for 4 days? Plenty as I am an indecisive madame.
I'm feeling really really guilty about the lack of work I have attempted. I'm sitting with a few photocopied texts hoping my mind will just focus,  alas I am a lazy bum and listening to new State of Mind - Next Level pod-cast and staring into space instead.
Found this cool little semi fish eye lens in my house today but doesn't fit any of my cameras. I think I own like 6 cameras now, not that I use them much. So searched for an adapter and found one really cheap, which always means it won't work/will break.
Ordered 'Looking for Alaska' as I have been recommended it for longer than I care to remember and ordered a few films I've been dying to see 

Glass Door

I took this photo last night out of my parents bedroom on the 3rd floor of our house. The sky was pretty dreamy. I'm going to try and post more often, but more importantly I got to crack on with this dissertation.
I woke up feeling pretty rotten from the weekend this morning, even though yesterday I felt fine. Turned out to be a good night,  I hardly saw  them in the end, people kept going in and out for smokes and my feet wrecked and back ached so I was sat further upstairs most of the night away from the crowd below. By 4:30 I was exhausted, couldn't find anyone apart from Beth who I told I was leaving soon and then Alex took me home.


University tomorrow to try and write up some notes and find some more books desperately needed.  Work this evening though, eurgh I really hate my crappy job. For now I'm going to watch a fuck load of early South Park episodes and hug my cat :)

LonerLoser

I don't mean to whine...but I've felt like a complete loner for the past two weeks. I'm into the new year and this is probably going to be the loneliest year ever. I look at my phone and there's about 2 people that text me ever. I go from spending my silly little life on that whack website -Facebook, to drastically deactivating it when it winds me up to no end, then getting bored and reactivating it - to no surprise realising once again everyone is a dick. I get depressed about it for like two minutes and then say fuck it and deactivate it again. It's as if I'm actively trying to make sure I don't have friends. Not even internet friends (foreveralone.jpg)


But what it comes down to it is the fact I'd rather not 'exist' at all to these people, than 'exist' in some internet form writing status' about how banal my life is. Give me a break, half the people on that bloody website couldn't give a shit, and most of them dislike me to some degree anyway, they just try not to for the convenience of having me as a 'friend'. The only retarded people that talk to me are people that want to get in my knickers. Frankly I'd rather die than have you try and touch my vagina. Thanks for the offer though, really, it boosts my horribly failed self esteem.
So now I'm listening to a fuck load of Enya, passing my time on Tumblr on a late Saturday afternoon, instead of spending it with friends...it seriously depresses me that I have literally no one to talk to or go on a night out with, I want to go to Scala to see Black Sun Empire play, but to be honest the idea of going there with a bunch of people who really can't stand me sounds horrific. I thought about wearing a pink wig and a yellow dress and going with a tramp I found on the street so at least if I went, no one would ignore me or walk off and make me feel like the smallest person in the world; unless the tramp did... and maybe a pink wig and a dress isn't the correct attire for a rave and I will be spotted immediately and look like a complete nincompoop. 


What I want to know is, why am I able to make so many enemies.? cos I'm pretty fucking gnarly at it. 
How did I manage to get everything so incredibly wrong?
I guess being a social retard helps, but I'm sure I'm being constantly called a bitch behind my back. I hate going out to my local pub now for the fear of anyone listening to me have a conversation with anyone will immediately think, fucking stupid bitch in their head, meanwhile I'm standing there trying not to sweat buckets.


I guess I have to rise above it, find some new friends and just get the fuck out. I desperately need to get away from all of this I can't bare it any more. 

Above is Kitler getting in the way of some very important coursework lolololooolol and part of my bookshelf. Gay.