About Me

Ok, so after a period of inactivity I’m deciding to change the direction of this blog a little. I’ve recently accepted the fact that I suffer from some form of social anxiety disorder after years of convincing myself that there’s no need to pin myself down and make myself feel worse by convincing myself that my extreme shyness is an actual mental disorder.

Having realised the other day that I hadn’t had the guts to leave my room to go anywhere other than the kitchen and the bathroom, for nearly a week and that I hadn’t spoken to anybody except my boyfriend and my mum in about three weeks, I decided that I need to seriously get over this. And what better way to do that than to document every attempt at regaining a normal life: forcing myself to write in this makes sure I make the effort, and I get to raise awareness of what people like me go through, help others through their worst times, and explain to the people I have had fleeting friendships with why I’m so crap at life.

For those of you who don’t know me (lol, considering the circumstances, probably most of you!), I am a 20 year old, 2nd year English student at Leeds University and I live and die for my degree. I am an aspiring photographer, I used to be a runner (I’ll explain why I’ve given that up in one of my blogs), I love anime, flash games, knitting ;), disturbing cult films, reggae, and I adore live music in any form.

For those of you who care about my book-geeking, here are some favourites:

1984– George Orwell
Brave New World– Aldous Huxley
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas– Hunter S Thompson
A Clockwork Orange– Anthony Burgess
Fight Club– Chuck Palahniuk
Requiem For A Dream– Hubert Selby Junior
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland- Lewis Carroll
Gulliver’s Travels– Jonathan Swift
Lord of the Flies– William Golding
Confessions of an English Opium-Eater– Thomas De Quincey
Life of Pi– Yann Martel
Evelina- Fanny Burney
Wuthering Heights– Emily Bronte

The one thing I truly hate is Hollywood versions of incredible books (and the happy Disney versions of old, gruesome fairy tales) because they always take away the essence and the message of the story. Just look at the new version of Gulliver’s Travels. Jonathan Swift would be turning in his grave if he knew.

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