Weirdness
The bruise on my arm continues to get worse. I have been reliably informed by my mum that it could take weeks before it goes away. Which is wonderful. It's a good job it's not hot at the moment... I couldn't possibly wear a short sleeve t-shirt.
Before I went to sleep last night I said to myself that I hadn't had a dream for a while. This was duly rectified by my brain overnight, and I had this weird dream about a big scary face with a metal mask attached to what looked like a big plant. I told it some secret codeword that encouraged it to fire electric bolts at a city on the other side of the river. But the electric bolts were almost like what Zeus throws in the Hercules film, except much smaller. I ended up throwing them as well, until a car came running down the road at me... causing me to retreat inside a building.
I don't know what that was about, but when I got out of bed and looked at myself in the mirror I noticed quite a big straight line cut across my forehead. I can only assume I've done this in my sleep, and I have done this before. A couple of weeks ago I woke myself up when I started digging my fingernail into my eyebrow. It really hurt, and there was also a big mark left by that as well.
So I guess I've taken up self-harming in my sleep.
As a counter-balance, I decided to do some self-harming of my hair. A few months ago I bought some barbers clippers to shave my hair. I hate hair, and I keep it as simple as possible by just shaving it all off to a number 3 level every couple of months. It was starting to get pretty bad, so I removed it. Another £5 saved. Next time I use them, they will have paid for themselves! It's not easy to do the back however; it requires precision and skill with a razor to make it straight. It's very difficult to hold a mirror with your left hand behind your head and shave the neckline with the right hand at the same time. Believe me...
My Easter holiday has begun. The Evil Housemate has gone home, so that's three weeks away from the idiot. Gives me three weeks in which to do all the essays I have left to do in peace and quiet. I have a feeling I should be a little happier for a while. That is, until exam season arrives in May. Damn.
Before I went to sleep last night I said to myself that I hadn't had a dream for a while. This was duly rectified by my brain overnight, and I had this weird dream about a big scary face with a metal mask attached to what looked like a big plant. I told it some secret codeword that encouraged it to fire electric bolts at a city on the other side of the river. But the electric bolts were almost like what Zeus throws in the Hercules film, except much smaller. I ended up throwing them as well, until a car came running down the road at me... causing me to retreat inside a building.
I don't know what that was about, but when I got out of bed and looked at myself in the mirror I noticed quite a big straight line cut across my forehead. I can only assume I've done this in my sleep, and I have done this before. A couple of weeks ago I woke myself up when I started digging my fingernail into my eyebrow. It really hurt, and there was also a big mark left by that as well.
So I guess I've taken up self-harming in my sleep.
As a counter-balance, I decided to do some self-harming of my hair. A few months ago I bought some barbers clippers to shave my hair. I hate hair, and I keep it as simple as possible by just shaving it all off to a number 3 level every couple of months. It was starting to get pretty bad, so I removed it. Another £5 saved. Next time I use them, they will have paid for themselves! It's not easy to do the back however; it requires precision and skill with a razor to make it straight. It's very difficult to hold a mirror with your left hand behind your head and shave the neckline with the right hand at the same time. Believe me...
My Easter holiday has begun. The Evil Housemate has gone home, so that's three weeks away from the idiot. Gives me three weeks in which to do all the essays I have left to do in peace and quiet. I have a feeling I should be a little happier for a while. That is, until exam season arrives in May. Damn.
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