Yes, well I'm having a party tomorrow and everything is going to get broken and dirtied so of course in preparation I cleaned up. I don't know what to do now. Since I've been very sad and very stressed and very anxious for the last few days, I thought it was time for a little ball park music. "Good choice Jacinta," I hear you say, "yes, it's true, it's true," I reply and then we fly into the yonder.

For realzies though, I haven't been going very well. I'm desperate to get better, I'm very tired of being sad. It's exhausting. I used to be a very happy guy and the last two years have just been like, oh lawdy. Loads of horrible things have happened, loads of horrible emotions also have surfaced. I'm tempted to write about some things but some stuff is quite private and I'm worried someone I know might see this or I might trigger someone.

I have been drawing again lately, after a while of doing nothing but sit in bed and look blank. So, that's great. And I'm pleased.

Anyway, I'd better go watch misfits, you know how it is

Today I woke up at 3pm after staying up all night with some people I like and some people that aren't so good. Drugs and drinking and ball park music. I've been drawing and sitting around and watching the father ted. I haven't been eating very much and I've been tired and I seem to be breaking in the literal sense hah.

Today is a day for watching the it crowd in bed with Hamish, that guy that I love.

harry potter exhibition

although i was sure that after the final movie came out i would kill myself, i'm glad i didn't because i would not have been able to visit this. it was amazing, i walked around with my mouth open like an idiot the whole time, much to everyone else's displeasure. but there was no other way to react, this exhibition was incredible, loved the gryffindor common room notice board.

we weren't allowed to take pictures inside but thankfully we managed to get a very bad picture of the knight but which was parked outside, and do an equally bad drawing of our time at the exhibition (again, to great displeasure.)