disastrous

I'll be making up for lost childhood by being bandana-wearing sofa-sleeping poster child for not having children, indulging myself in spirits, music and creativity and answering to no one in particular

cereal + beer (as a drink, not a substitute of milk. I'm not *that* disgusting)

Ermm...

Religion to me automatically suggests a man-made establishment, so none. I go in and out of interest in Buddhist philosophies though.

In order of most to least frequent:
1. Give up on sleeping altogether
2. If available, drink something alcohol-based until I can sleep
3. Watch mind-numbing films or series
4. Keep trying until (1)

River Island but I can't afford ittt

3 months. Not sure I count it as such though. Go me

The conscious or subconscious manifesting itself, or your brain using said other people as a representation of the conscious or subconscious thoughts and/or feelings

Yes, and photography

Awesome.

"dinosaur
The term dinosaur refers to a band or belt that one would use to make their veins more visible when injecting something (heroin)"

Well in that case...

depends who's asking

Same old. Highlights of the night included witnessing Yasmin as she emerged from the toilet with a chair, Jamie attempting to explain "a force over women", listening to Will's 15-minute long monologue about how beautiful this building in front of him is and analysing the colours surrounding it while trying to convince us he's not tripping... Otherwise it involved a lot of alcohol and me becoming increasingly convinced that it's not possible for me to get drunk on anything but spirits, getting dragged to a rave, walking to Filipa's, walking back to the rave, walking off to check my route home and getting lost as I didn't even remember the name of the place we went to... And then walking home and some random bloke trying to drag me off somewhere, which I didn't appreciate, neither did I him grabbing and not letting go of my arm as he tried to steer me in a different direction. As I have been asked before, no, I didn't "fuck him up", just kept walking, not looking at him and repeating "Nah mate" calmly until he fucked off. "Calmly" probably isn't the right word but in a nutshell I was too tired to be capable of feeling any emotion. So that was round 2.

Don't have one on the papers, didn't get that far along the Catholic Upbringing Ladder (in my country you choose your middle name at the age of 16 during a ceremony) due to legging it to London town. Guilty pleasure, dunno. Favourite place. That's a hard one. But I'm loving Trafalgar Square these days. And my massive garden, when in the right company :p

Get your facts right...

Not yet

Nope

There's more than three. And I don't have to mention names, they know who they are. As for why, it's 'cause when I let them in a little they didn't make me regret it. So far

This weekend 'cause my most important exams will be over by then and I don't feel I've done too bad :) And the summer 'cause I have stuff to look forward to. And next year 'cause it'll be a new start...