133. do you remember the first time?

April 18th, 2010 by Jemi

Word! It’s been a pretty busy fortnight so I’ll try and recap on everything that I’ve done in the past fortnight;

So last Thursday (8th) I had my interview for the job I mentioned in my previous post. I think it went really well!  The interview was held with a different person than expected, which through me off a little bit, but overall it was okay, it felt much less like an inquisition than the previous job interview I had gone for in summer. I was told at the interview that it’s very hard to score an interview at their company, so to even have got to that stage was an achievement, which increased my confidence and I think that helped in the interview too. I left feeling very positive.

On the Saturday (10th) I met up with Emma and her friend Miyuki, who was staying with her and showing her around Norwich for the weekend. We went for lunch at a resturant called ‘Sakura’, which is a Japanese 焼き肉 (‘Yakiniku’ or Barbeque) restaurant where you are given bite sized portions of food and you cook it on a grill that is in the centre of the table. Because you’re cooking the food yourself, it’s pretty basic food (grilled meat/fish/vegetables with sides of rice, miso soup, pickles etc.) which some people may not like, but I think it makes up for that in ‘fun’ factor. It’s definitely more of a social event plus it’s fun and cheap (my meal cost £6 altogether, including a drink) so I’d definitely go again. It was nice to catch up with Emma for a bit and I’m looking forward to seeing her in June. After lunch with Emma, I had to go home as I was helping to babysit my six-month-old niece Natasha (I call her Nash for short) for the night. I was looking forward to helping look after Nash, but oh my God what an eyeopener it was. Babies are so demanding! They’re always farting, pooing, (sometimes) crying and puking. More specficially… puking on me. Up until then I’d wanted three children, all within a two or three year age gap of each other. Totally thinking otherwise, now. They are so high matainence that I would wait at least 5 years inbetween now (so whilst one is at school, I can deal with the other, ha!) and maybe only have 2 instead. I’m a very clean person and I don’t like being dirty so I don’t think I could stand being a parent in that aspect. But I suppose when it’s your own kid you don’t mind too much, do you? I still wouldn’t exactly be thrilled, though.

Now onto this week! On Monday lunchtime…. I got a call telling me that I got the job! :D So now the job is mine I can say a little bit more about it; It’s at Sainsburys, but I’m not working on the tills, it is a pharmacy position. Initially I am just a customer assistant but I will be given the oppourtunity to train up so that I can have more pharmaceutical responsibilities and I hope I will be lucky enough to be offered the oppourunity to train and learn a Pharmacy NVQ and make a career out of this as I’ve been interested in a medical career ever since I was in hospital last year. But we’ll see. It’s just early days at the moment, I am only working part time in the evenings! But that’s fine, I didn’t want to rush straight into a full time job, after having difficulties with anxiety and stress, I worry a full time would be jumping from the frying pan into the fire. At least this way I can go at my own pace, and as I build my confidence again, work my way up to more hours, full time, and then hopefully a career. It’s funny to think though, I never imagined ever becoming a (potential) pharmacist for a career! But I like the sound of it. :)  I start my induction this Friday so spare me a thought if you will!

This Thursday, I decided I was sick of my hair (again!) and I wanted it darker, so I have dyed it what the bottle described as ‘Intense Dark Brown’ …it’s so intense it’s virtually black, haha. But I like it! I wish it was my natural hair colour. :( You can see a picture of it on the left. I’ve blacked out my eyes because the photo had really bad camera shake and it made my eyes look pretty much psychotic. D: In the evening I met with Freya for a few drinks. I don’t see Freya all that often now because she goes to university at Brighton, so like with Emma I only see her when she’s back for holidays etc. But it was good seeing her; what I love most about out friendship is that we can go for months and months without speaking to each other, but we can always pick up where we left off, and theres never any need to try hard. She has been a real catharsis for me over the past few months whilst I have tried to deal with the Ben situation as best I can, and it was something she said to me which really struck a chord with me when we were drinking on Thursday – she reads this blog and she commented that she read that I felt I was alone with everything that had been going on and one of the main reasons she got back in touch is because she knew I wasn’t alone, and she wanted me to know that. And that was really, really sweet. So seeing that she reads this – I love you, and thank you for everything, seriously. <3

On Friday (getting there now!) I went shopping with my mum for her birthday presents, but also to go to have a meal to celebrate me getting my job. We went to Threeways, which is a Lebonese restuarant. Unlike most restaurants we tend to go to, it’s not a chain restuarant, and is family ran. I’ve never had Lebonese food before but OH.MY.GOD. the food is amazing! I’m so in love with Lebonese food right now. Me and my mum shared a meal for two (though it could have easily fed three) consisting of chargrilled chicken, hummous, garlic sauce, Lebonese pickles, Lebonese salad and baklava for dessert. All the food tasted so fresh, it was reasonably cheap and it was pretty healthy stuff too. TOTALLY comes first for favourite food now. If you’ve never tried it before, I’d seriously recommend it. HUNGRY I HAVE BECOME! Also I finally sorted out iTunes, like 5 months after reformating my computer. It’s nice to have my music back. :|

I think that’s all for now, finally! Haha. I should have another biggish update soon. Await it.

♥: Itchy.
♪: 2 Bullet – Pray For Me

132. constant tyrannical thought.

April 2nd, 2010 by Jemi

I am only updating really to mention that I have a job interview on Thursday. I don’t want to give too much away or get my hopes up too much, but it would be nice if I got it. Anybody reading, please keep your fingers crossed for me. Apart from that; I haven’t done much. I reactivated my Facebook a couple of days ago, but got extremely nervous and paranoid moments after, and put it back to it’s deactivated state. Now I’m not certain of when I will be back. I try to stop thinking by playing a lot of Left 4 Dead 2. It’s become almost a ritual now.


To end this mostly pointless post, I need to add that I am hideously infatuated with Michael Weston. If anyone is an avid House fan then they will probably know him as Lucas Douglas. His scruffy stubble/hair/blue eyes combo makes me want to strangle a mountain ox. Mmmf.

♥: Tipsy.
♪: Evanescence – Haunted

131. so much pain; i can barely feel a thing.

March 27th, 2010 by Jemi

For the past few days; for reasons I’m not comfortable talking about on here just yet, have been very strenuous emotionally. As a result it’s had my subconscious ticking over and I keep dreaming about Ben. This isn’t a good thing, so I keep waking up in the early hours and am so unsettled, I can’t get back to sleep.

It makes me furious that he’s ruined my life and his is so fucking peachy. I wish that someone could make him see all that he’s put me through and make him feel so incredibly guilty that just for a second, he felt just a tiny fraction of how bad he’s made me feel. Because I don’t deserve any of this. Yet I’m the one being punished.

130. never want to be old, & i don’t want dependence.

March 22nd, 2010 by Jemi

I realise that I have probably told most people about this now, but for those that are not in the know; I got my eyebrows waxed last week. They are archy and fantastic.

I deactivated my Facebook account today, as it’s not very pleasent seeing your ex being tagged in photos, being selfish and thinking about number one, without a tiniest piece of guilt or remorse for flaunting it in my face. I often wonder why it is that everybody I know ends up being a total let down or treating me like crap. I realise there is a few people who haven’t been like that and I am forever grateful for that, but it really doesn’t seem fair that I am good to others and this is the thanks I get. Take Ben for example; he tells me a few weeks before he does his magical disappearing act that I was the best girlfriend he’d had – he rewards me with this by cheating (which he claims is my fault because he’d never been in a relationship this long before), screwing with my head, using me for one thing only, and then eventually disappearing for good – but still keeping on his list just to show how happy he is without me around. I guess the simplest thing to do is just delete him. But it’s him with the problem, not me.

Besides, Facebook is full of people that you either hardly know or went to high school with and keep talking to me on Facebook chat being all ‘OH MY GOD YOU’VE GOT SO HOT WANT TO GO FOR A DRINK LOL?’ No. Let me browse Facebook in peace. I don’t really use Facebook much apart from stalkery anyways. Those who I do enjoy talking to have other ways of contacting me anyway, so it’s not all bad.

I probably sound like a record stuck on repeat. Sorry.

♥: Tired
♪: Porcupine Tree – Sentimental

129. i know it’s been a while, but i’m glad you came.

March 17th, 2010 by Jemi

Today I went hunting for feature wallpaper and suitable curtains for my room back at my parents, as it looks like soon I will be living back there as a permenant fixture, for… the foreseeable future at least. I am probably too mentally retarded to cope on my own again. Let me tell you, when you are looking for something specific, it’s almost impossible to find what you’re looking for. I guess that statement replies to other things too, and not just wallpaper. After around 4 hours of searching, and lots of looking at paint charts, online sites and catalogues, I think I know what I’m going to do with my room. It will be nice to sit in a room that isn’t four walls of magnolia.

Now, I whinge.

Seven months ago, a guy who I had been seeing on and off (his choice not mine) for just over a year, we’ll call him ‘C’, (despite most people being able to figure out who he is) decided to do a Ben and cut contact, removing me from Facebook, blocking on msn, not responding to texts etc. I was a little put out at first, but seeing that at that time I wanted to get back together exclusively with Ben, I wasn’t that bothered by it. 3 months later, just after Ben decided to cut me out (seriously, what is it with me?), C suddenly pops up on msn. Of course I wasn’t exactly welcoming him back with open arms, and his reasons for doing so was “he had a lot going on, and decided to give himself some distance from people.” By that he pointed out that I wasn’t the only one who he cut out, so that makes it completely okay. I believe this, as his friend count on Facebook dropped considerably the day he cut me out and I looked at his profile to figure what on Earth was going on. Personally, I think it’s stupid to cut everyone out in the first place, why not just say “things are gonna be hectic for a while, do you mind if we cool things off/not hang out for a while?”. Too smart for a bloke, I suppose. Since he spoke to me on msn, we spoke now and then. I noticed his friend count on Facebook slowly going up again, but I recieved no friendship request. So after a month or so, I asked him if he was planning on adding me back. His reply was ”Is there any reason to to?”, to which I responded “Is there any reason not to?” so he backed down and said he would add me… to which he did not. But I saw that coming due to his reluctance to add me back. I was too stubborn to add him myself, but why should I? I wasn’t the one who removed myself in the first place.

This evening however, I caved. We had been getting on rather well as of late, and figured he accept after 4 months of being back in touch. OH! How wrong I was. I checked back later and he had declined. Tool.

I realise that it is somewhat of a childish thing to get pent up about… but it’s a principle thing. He probably has people on there who he barely speaks to people, or went to school with and added to be polite. Me? I’m supposed to be a mate, well, we’ve done more than what mates do, and that apparently doesn’t warrant any acknowledgement. It’s not like I leave sonnets of love on his wall, or do too much at all really, and if it’s a case of hiding something he doesn’t want me to find out… I couldn’t care less anyway. It’s not like I wouldn’t be surprised in the slightest. I just think it’s so childish and pathetic. But that sums him up pretty well actually.

Oh, men. :)

♥: I think I might become a lesbian.
♪: -

128. what if i wanted to break?

March 16th, 2010 by Jemi

Hello, long time no post.

I’ve been “busy” doing things with life. By busy I either mean doing nothing at all, or getting ridiculously stressed out over various aspects of life. During which time, I have had a server change. I want to take this time to thank Chad for all his hosting, and for continuing to pay for the domain name slave-riot, and also a thank you for my current host, Warren, for not only taking me on, but meeting my new demands of a new layout (finally, though I still need to put my touch on the header), which I can finally add pages to; so when I get a free moment, a small bio will come, along with a dramatis personae and probably something else I find witty and amusing, but nobody else will.

So since December… not much has happened really, I got sad that Kristian Digby died, I had more tests to see what makes my kidneys still carry on to hurt, I bought a new TV (Full HD 32″ Samsung, for those who are interested in that type of thing), I drifted aimlessly, I felt like a failure, in someways I became a failure, and I also made some plans for my future. None of which I can reveal yet, but already I feel like a big weight has been lifted from my shoulders. Whilst I have so many things I need to sort out within my head, I feel like I can breathe now, and actually fix them, bit by bit.

It’s been pretty much 4 months exactly since Ben decided to cut me out. I still don’t know why, and that continues to frustrate me everyday.  At 2 months shy of it being almost half a year since it happened, you’d think I’d be over it by now, but how can I be? Ben was my lover and the best friend I ever had for 2 years, which is a long time even if it doesn’t sound it. 530 days, 12,720 hours of knowing somebody, of talking to them almost every single one of those 530 days, and then suddenly not having them anymore for no reason. At the risk of repeating myself, I didn’t do anything wrong, so I don’t think I am to blame, but when you don’t know the real reason, all you can do is blame yourself. And I do. I blame myself every single day, because I don’t know any better. I’m just so sad that my friendship meant nothing to him, and he doesn’t feel remotely bad for deciding to do a runner on possibly the worst ‘era’ of my life to date, or for all the horrible things he put me through, but I still stuck by him for, or by chosing to respond to me telling him I loved him for the first time by cutting me out all together. If that’s not going to emotionally stunt me for life, I don’t know what will.

I once described him as one in a million, because he was the man that made me. Now I say he’s one in a million, because he’s the person that broke me. I am making a conscious decision to not let somebody get that close to me again, because they all walk away in the end, and I am left to pick up the pieces. But anyway. Theres no point in talking about it no longer, part of me still writes about it in hope that he will read this one day and maybe, just for a second, feel guilty that I have to live with feeling rejected every single day, when I don’t deserve it.

In more current news, I have been playing a lot of Assassin’s Creed II as of late, I am searching for the perfect pair of “aubergine” curtains for my bedroom, I enjoy talking in simple sentences as it makes me feel more in control, I like watching a double bill of Two and a Half Men, followed by South Park, and I waxed my eyebrows today and they look really really good.

Hopefully my next update won’t be so all over the place, I had 3 months of inner angst to catch up on.

♥: Headachey.
♪: 30 Seconds to Mars – The Kill

127. immorality fringed in rose-red

December 9th, 2009 by Jemi

People are fair-weather, cold, cruel and callous.

The less I have to do with them, the better.

♥: Blank.
♪: Schwarz Stein – Emergence of Silence

126. flinch like birth defects.

December 4th, 2009 by Jemi

I just made a stupid mistake.

I switched on my old phone to find a text from somebody, and found the texts from Ben from when we first got together almost 2 years ago exactly. Now I can’t stop crying.

I wish I could figure out why he’s doing this. I miss him so much.

♥: Upset.
♪: The Mars Volta – Inertiatic ESP

125. a glimpse; his body's gold.

December 2nd, 2009 by Jemi

023I have succumbed to donning a pair of geek glasses; even if it is just to rip the piss out of everyone else wearing them. I’m not sure why they’re such a trend, to me they look comical more than anything. However, more importantly, how fantastically shaped is my eyebrow?

In other news, for the past two weeks I have been feeling nauseous, have constant indigestion (even when I haven’t eaten), headaches, feeling tired and occasionally being sick. At first I worried I could have been pregnant (which would have been a total pain in the ass considering my situation with Ben, which, by the way, has not improved.) but I did a test which came back negative, and on top of this, my kidneys began to hurt. So, I decided it was time to go to the doctors.

However, I never changed to a closer practice after moving house, as I knew I wouldn’t be here long, but because of the fact uni has early morning starts and my practise disallowing to pre-book appointments in advance (meaning you have to call on the day), getting an appointment hasn’t been easy. So I decided to try out the walk-in centre that recently opened in the city.

I was seen to very quickly (as in within 1 minute), but oh my God, the service is terrible. I explained my symptoms, and all she kept hounding me about was how I might be pregnant, despite telling her I had already done a test and it had returned negative. Her other offered opinions were food poisoning; which she suggested going on a fast of just apple juice and dry toast and see how I feel, or that I’m stressed, which I admit was highly likely, but her advice? See how I feel in a month, and if it gets too much, go back to my parents for a week. And on the way out, she asked me if I would like to take some condoms with me.

….:|

NO, I WOULD NOT LIKE SOME CONDOMS, THANKS. I WANT AN ACTUAL CONFIRMED DIAGNOSIS.

So after wasting my time in the walk-in centre, I went to my GP’s anyway. The walk-in centre was a waste of time and I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone, unless you’re basically dying, in which case I suggest going to hospital.

It turned out, in the finish that I have Pyelonephritis, which is basically a kidney infection. I don’t seem to have much luck with my kidneys, huh? My GP never even mentioned pregnancy, or food poisoning, which just goes to show, really. Because I don’t know what caused my kidney stones yet, or what type of infection it is, I had to be put on broad spectrum antibiotics (which made me smile as it made me think of House, I’m such a loser) and on Friday I have to call up and see if the antibiotics given to me will cure the infection or whether I’ll need to start a new course of treatment.

…Suffice to say, lesson learnt! I hadn’t expected it to be a kidney infection, or associated with my kidneys at all, but it all kind of makes sense now. I think stress is still a big part of it, so after my infection clears I might go back to the doctors about that.

I’m hungry. I’ll go get food later. Maybe.

♥: Hungry.
♪: Pure Reason Revolution – Asleep Under Eiderdown

124. gaga, ooh la la.

November 19th, 2009 by Jemi

So I’m pretty pissed off right now.

Ben was leaving on Sunday, and I was supposed to be seeing him on the Friday for the final time before he left for Essex. For a few days before I was supposed to be seeing him, he had been in Wales visiting his brother, who was going  to drop him back reasonably close-ish to Norwich on the Friday, and then me and Ben would meet up. I text Ben whilst he was in Wales, nothing of relevence really, but considering I was supposedly his girlfriend at the time, it warrented a reply. Nothing. Which put me off bothering texting him anymore whilst he was in Wales, he obviously had no interest in talking to me. Didn’t hear anything from him until around 4:30pm on Friday saying he and his brother were delayed, but were on their way back, and we’ll go out to dinner when he gets back into Norwich. He texts me again at 7:30pm saying to meet up at 9:30pm. I was kind of disappointed that I was only seeing him for a few hours but still…

I go round there for 9:30pm, where he proudly announces that he had already eaten with his brother, and was too tired to go out. Myself, on the other hand, hadn’t eaten all day due to the fact Iwas under the impression we were supposed to be going for a meal. So how did we spend our last night together? Watching TV for 2 hours, before going to bed. He didn’t ask once if I was okay, even though I was visibly upset/angry about this.

He basically spent the morning packing stuff up and getting ready for work. I walked with him to work when he just gave me a kiss and said ‘See you soon’. There was no discussion about where the ground lies with us, no tenderness, no nothing. He was just so blasé about the whole thing entirely.

Since I last saw him, I haven’t heard anything from him. I know he’s been busy and it hasn’t been that long, but no texts, no nothing. Even though I tried texting him, he just ignored it. So.. I’m pretty much assuming that’s the way it’s going to be from now on. So much for always wanting me in his life, and to carry on being in contact with me. Because let’s face it… if he couldn’t be bothered to reply to a text whilst he was visiting his brother… couldn’t be bothered to put in any real effort for the last time I’m supposedly seeing him whilst he’s in Norwich… can’t be bothered in Essex, what bloody chance have I got?

Like always when it comes to him, I’ve come last. But that’s nothing new – I always have. It’s not like I’m asking for much, does it really take that long to reply to a text? To see how I’m doing? So much for being my best friend.

And yeah… I’m feeling pretty damn rejected. But again, that’s nothing new.

♥: Rejected.
♪: Pure Reason Revolution – Les Malheurs