Posted in life update, Overheard in Flat 19 Quotes, Student Story Time

Overheard in Flat 19 – Funny Quotes From University Halls

Hi everyone,

Today I have a different kind of post that was kind of spur of the moment.

So, I have been told off for not featuring my flat mates more on this blog and therefore have decided to introduce the entire bloggerverse to the Great Wall of Flat 19 (no, not China).

The Quote Wall was something that we came up as a flat to torture those innocent flat mates (mainly David) for saying silly things. They get written down and dated but the name of the speaker is never revealed, and passers by who come and visit from other flats etc. have to guess who said what.

Today I will only be giving you a slither of my favourites (and by the way I have been featured on the wall too). Some of these things have to be considered completely out of context too.

Without further ado, here are the top quotes

Arden Shakespeare… is he Shakespeare’s brother?

-24th October 2016- Said when I came back from shopping having picked up a couple of new books from Oxfam. One of them being an Arden (publisher) addition of Shakespeare’s The Winter’s Tale. I will concede and tell you that Naveedh is the person who said this.

Speaker 1: I’m not ready for his package.

Speaker 2: No one ever is

This is the newest one on the wall, and not dated unfortunately. I believe this was in regard to the mail- but who knows my flat is pretty crazy.

Aren’t plants animals?!

This one came from Kat, an anomaly in the mix and I am proud to say that this is her only addition to the Great Wall of Flat 19’s Quotes.

Speaker 1: We could catch the 5:34 bus

Speaker 2: What time’s the 5:34 bus?

Said on a drunken night out. Again a conversation between Naveedh and Monty. To this day Naveedh contests that he simply thought that Monty was talking in terms of the bus’ number but I don’t believe him…

You would need  a tranquilliser to get me into bed.

Yes, I know a very questionable sentence – and again this came from Naveedh (are you starting to see a pattern here?)

I would believe you even if you told me the sky was blue!

Okay. *sighs* This one MAY have been me. It was. But let me just clarify that it was night time when this was said and the sky was pitch black. But yes, I still know how silly it sounds.

It feels like Naveedh is inside of me.

This is Kumar’s one and only quote on the board. And he himself would like you all to know that the original quote is actually missing (yeah right). To give some context I believe Naveedh simply said exactly what was on Kumar’s mind at the time.

And our final quote  *drum roll*

If you ever need someone to try on your tights, my pants will come right off!

Can you guess who said it? Yes, that’s right Naveedh again. He was very very drunk at the time and came into my room when me and some other people were putting away my tights. I jokingly said he could wear them if he wanted and thinking himself Robin Hood at the time… well this was what left his mouth… Oh dear….

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this humorous post. I have plenty more quotes than that as well so I might do another post like this (at my poor flatmates expense but also at my own).

I also have two more reviews on there way, that I will be posting within the next two days. One of them is La La Land (BOOOOOOTIFUL) and the other is Kwaidan a 1964 Japanese horror anthology movie.

I promise I will actually do some book reviews too at some point, just degree reading has been putting me behind in that aspect.

Thanks for reading!

-E xxx

 

 

Posted in poetry

Adrenaline Rush

I want that roller coaster feel

My emotions to be spilling out at the seams

To be on the edge of my seat

Like a terrible 80’s horror movie.

I don’t want to settle into a repetitive sequence

Taking on the same morbid role

As a piece of factory machinery

Which like an ever slowing pulse

Thuds, and thuds, and thuds eternally.

I want to be everything that youth stands for.

I want to be wild and loud

The regrets-but-at-least-they-happened

Not to be constantly second guessing my actions.

Wondering about work, putting off plans.

I want my fight or flight instincts to kick in

I want that adrenaline rush-

-And I’m going out there to get it.

 

-E

 

P.s. Just a little something to kick off the New Year 😉

Posted in Diary Entry, life update

Boxing Day; Cousins, Realisations and A Lot of Trivia

Hi guys, just thought I’d have a little check in to let you know how my day’s been. I mean technically it’s the 27th now but oh well we can pretend right.

I have had a dawning realisation since being home in this town and that’s that I’ve grownwho-cares out of a lot of things. The things that were important to me before are not anymore – not in a bad sense but just that they don’t mean life or death to me anymore as they used to.

I can live without a lot of things, I even find myself turning down social interactions just so I can crack on with my writing (you must have noticed that I’ve been a lot more active on this blog). I used to care about the number of likes and views on my blog, now I just care about the therapeutic nature of writing and having a place where I can store my life and memories.

So, what have I done today?

My Auntie and cousins came down from Coventry to visit us for boxing day and to be
honest I was a little apprehensive about the idea due to all the work I have had to do. In the end I really enjoyed going down and messing around with them all. It was a lot of fun meeting my cousins new boyfriend, chatting about anime and me lecturing them both on WW2 and literature.

(They’re both about to do their GCSE’s you see)

And joking around with my Aunt and Uncle, and chasing my little 7 year old cousin around the house- although the little sod did accidentally kick me in the throat. My friend Freya would have been impressed with his karate moves aha!

And then my parents friends Helen and Alex joined us too and we chatted about books and university life. It was incredibly fun, and then my cousins et al left and we all played trivia. Danny (brother) got peed off that he didn’t know any of the answers though and went upstairs sulkily.

Funny boy.

So yeah that’s howboxing-day my days been thus far. After that, I headed upstairs, danced to some Bowie and did some linguistic work. I was going to crack on with my Hero and Leander poem but to be honest I want a whole day to invest into researching and writing that up. And I was in the mood to get some work done whilst listening to music (something I can only do when writing notes and not when I actually have to be paying attention).

But yes, this has been my day. I could probably get through another workshop for linguistics but I’m knackered and would much rather watch some netflix and drift to sleep.

Also, I might as well document that my emotions have been a roller coaster of late and I stayed up till three am last night writing angrily in my journal and listening to The Clash.

I truly am a strange one…

-E

xxx

P.S. ^^^ This is pretty much the only thing that comes up on Google Images when you type in Boxing Day gif…

 

Posted in Diary Entry

Diary Entry~ 4th July

This is a celebratory day for the Americans if I am correct? And yet I feel awful or perhaps mildly off and panicked.

I’ve had a reasonably interesting couple of days including prom on Friday in which I did indeed win the Most Breakdowns award because my school is incredibly sensitive to mental health issues. Still, I’ll  be out soon if things go to plan.

I still need to sort out my accommodation but the thought of it makes me feel quite sick. I went to the GP today, they did two tests on me one for Anxiety and the other for Depression I scored high on both and start cognitive behavioural therapy soon.

What has my life  become?

A series of paranoid steps and events, everything  becoming emphasised and blown out of proportion. Is this normal? Nope.

How am I going to cope in University? And how will my relationship last with Alex? How will he cope with me when he’s struggling now.

I feel sick.

I went shopping today. I bought far too much and that’s just another thing to worry about. It always happens as well.

I’ve also realised that I need to exercise and my chapter for wattpad still isn’t finished. So typical, my life is  just full of incomplete tasks with little to none achievements. Let’s see how long this blog lasts, okay?

I’m sure it will become an unused dusty place on the internet. A collection of memories that I’ll attempt to blank as things escalate.

The calm panic is scary.

Yes, I am aware that was an oxymoron but it’s no less the truth. It’s an undercurrent that follows me around on a day to day basis just waiting to jump out at me when I least expect it.

I’m meant to be going to Alex’s tomorrow- I don’t want to go outside maybe I should just stay in and watch stuff all day.

No that’s a bad idea then I’d be giving into it.

Isn’t it weird how the human body is capable of causing such severe emotions and thoughts, do animals and plants experience depression? Perhaps being “blessed” with a self aware brain was a punishment rather than an advantage.

I can’t even get away from myself. That reminds me of a quote Alex’s mum, Suzie told me the other day. I wonder if I can remember who wrote it…. The extract was from Essays In Love by Alain de Botton in which the writer comments on watching the sun set and the beautiful view he was experiencing, however the only problem with this positive moment was bringing himself with him.

How funny? And yet it’s completely true, these horrid emotions are unavoidable I can’t leave them in the other room and say I’ll come back for you later. There’s no break and no easy way out, it’s going to take a lot of work to get me back to my current state.

Can I do it by August?

Who knows.

Sorry for the erratic thoughts of this post, I’ve fallen into a rut and had to keep myself occupied even if it meant being scarily honest on the internet.

I am worried about this treatment, hopefully it works…

Sincerely,

E

xxx

Posted in poetry

The City of Atlantis

The oceans above me

But there’s weights tied to my feet

The empty laughs, empty smiles

Fleeting sunshine-

Fleeting memories-

All encompass me

Overwhelming

And I wish I could swim

That my arms weren’t broken

Now my bodies folding in

As the blackness takes over

Lost forever with the forgotten city

For souls as black as mine

I’ve found Atlanta.

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Inner Workings

Inside my brain is a meeting,

Of important executives.

Each one of them feeding,

The monster caged in it.

They regiment my emotions,

Pass the cogs down the

conveyor belt.

Each one of these employees,

Ignoring the monster

Who exaggerates being heartfelt.

 

It burns

It seethes

Takes over me

The monster is finally out!

 

Disrupting the production line

This chaos I’ll admit is mine

Through the guise I wear discreetly

That answers you back so

Sweetly.

 

 

A/N: The lead up to a panic attack. I like to imagine the inner workings of  the mind as something organised and rational but with hidden complexities that we subconsciously hide away. Admittedly my idea of this “regimented” process of the brain in itself could be seen as exaggerated in the sense that the brain is just as fickle as our own emotions.

I don’t know if any of that made any sense,

Sincerely,

E