The Life and Times of Me

Members of my family piss me off. Not the direct ones, the uncles and aunts and cousins and things do, they are all supposed to be soo clever yet they can be the most insensitive people in the world. On my 10 birthday something happened in Liverpool that effected the whole country but I want to, well not forget about but not be constantly reminded about by people.

I get very stressed this afternoon, just because I had to go to the library, I hate those places, I hate the queietness, the tension of people writing essays, the alphabetical order and Libraians (they really dont make my life easier).

What do you call 12 knakered men sat on each others shoulders? A scrotum pole!!!!!

My life is empty, I have nothing in Liverpool and nothing in Dundee, everything I have is spread around the country and indeed around the globe. There is a releif in being in Liverpool, the family and the surroundings. Sometime though I could be with not being here. Not being me may also be helpful. Why are we as we are? This is often asked and can never be answered. Is it our surroundings that shape us or is it our family, maybe a mixture of both. When does upper middle class become upper class and when does working class become middle class? Are the beckhams working class or all the upper class coz of their money?

posted by Amy @ 22:30