God, I'm soooooooo bored! After being away at university for a term, home seems so goddam dull. I live in the middle of nowhere and have recently (well, three weeks ago) split up with my boyfriend. It's Saturday and I've phoned my uni friends who are all out in Brighton or London or whichever other exciting place they live. I've had a nice chat with a friend from home, but now ten mins later I once again feel crap, worthless, bored, jittery and filled with Angst. Has anyone got any suggestions to cheer me up with? I know I haven't been on Coping for a while, but please don't reject me at this, my hour of need!

By spunky on Sunday, January 7, 2001 - 12:14 am:

vibrator

By girl from Ipanema on Sunday, January 7, 2001 - 04:03 am:

join the 'bored-ones-club' sarah! Saturday night, hot as hell in this city, some good places to go and I'm dying to go to out, but my friends are already out and I can't find them, so I'll probably spend the rest of the night doing absolutely nothing......

Oh God, I need a beer!!!

By stereopop on Sunday, January 7, 2001 - 07:11 am:

Be a pathetic loser like me and call up a guy (preferably the one that makes you feel like a whore), but make sure you're really tired, so you slip in and out of sleep while you sort of whisper and mumble anything you actually get out. Then once you realise you should really go, keep talking for at least 20 minutes, making you late to whatever you were supposed to be at 50 minutes ago. This conversation should last about 2 and a half hours.

Lord, I suck.

By Lucky on Sunday, January 7, 2001 - 01:24 pm:

Invite two of your best mates over, switch on MTV and take the piss out of every single video they play. Even if you like it. You'll get a bonus if they play "It's all about the money" by that Norwegian. Or whatever she is. The lip-synching's atrocious!

By Chris on Sunday, January 7, 2001 - 03:40 pm:

Go out with friends and get very, very drunk.

By kacy on Monday, January 8, 2001 - 04:24 am:

And sing "Parklife" whilst drunk. Very loudly.

By indigo on Monday, January 8, 2001 - 04:31 pm:

then go into KFC (this works best at about midnight) and announce, "I want chicken!"

By Anonymous on Monday, January 8, 2001 - 05:35 pm:

look at all sad teachers and their naff dress sence...especially geography teachers

By sarah on Monday, January 8, 2001 - 08:20 pm:

thanks! the mtv idea is a good one, lucky, as watching it makes you realise you will never be as low in the scale of humanity as, say, s club 7. the alcohol suggestion worked as well. i'm now just feeling better anyway, so guess it was just hormonal imbalance!

By Lucky on Tuesday, January 9, 2001 - 11:46 am:

I feel terrible. I had to sit next to someone who hasn't heard of personal hygiene in chemistry last lesson. I think I almost fainted.

By Mr B.O. on Tuesday, January 9, 2001 - 02:27 pm:

hey, *burp* , that was me, eh how could ya say that...i thought you loved me? L

By Mr B.O. on Tuesday, January 9, 2001 - 02:36 pm:

well I loved you....now I feel like my world has collapsed onto a worthless heap of dust with ants running around their busy lives, and I a cloud casting shadows where I tread. Dare I sit next to you for fear of masking your beauty and your sweet sweet smell?...no, I will not, for the love I feel is TOO strong to ruin such a precious flower as yourself. Don't think of me as I decay into nothing and become a bad smell in the drain, the place in SOHO where the tramps piss, and where life , even in the lowest form does lower itself to breathe. you will not smell nor hear me in this place more unheard of , more unthinkable than hell. I am nothing in your eyes, and you are all in mine, and with your words I am destroyed. I shall disperse. L

By Lucky on Tuesday, January 9, 2001 - 06:14 pm:

Ahh that was sweet. His name was Mr Butt by the way... No, really. Very appropriate I reckon...

How the hell did you get those smilies to work?

By Anonymous on Wednesday, January 10, 2001 - 10:27 am:

you type:\
followed by:ch
then open a curly bracket:{
(then you do the face inside the bracket)
finally close the curly brackets: }

the reason i had to do it this long winded way is because it would have displayed a face or an error any other way...

By Joe on Thursday, January 11, 2001 - 10:29 am:

Sarah, me and Ian are going to come and see you because I'm going to force him to take me to see Cambridge United. So we'll pop in.

By Sarah on Thursday, January 11, 2001 - 12:33 pm:

Wahey! When are you coming?

By Mystic Meg on Thursday, January 11, 2001 - 02:21 pm:

can i come too-oo-oo?

By nat on Thursday, January 11, 2001 - 08:54 pm:

ARGH ARGH ARGH!!!! does anyone know the web addresses for either Sonic Temple or Rotate This (sell concert tickets), or both? 'cos ticketmaster always sells out so quickly... and i've tried - lord, how i've tried! - to find the sites for these "ticket providers" (to insert: proper term). thanks SOO incredibly much (if anyone replies with the answer)

By indigo on Friday, January 12, 2001 - 06:31 pm:

Try http://www.sonictemple.bizland.com/

Rotate This Records are on 416.504.8447, 620 Queen St. W.

Be amazed at my research skills!

Hehe I just bought tickets for the Muse concert at Brixton Academy! Only proviso - my dad and my mate's mum are both coming. Argh!

By indigo on Friday, January 12, 2001 - 06:32 pm:

Oh yeah, Rotate This are in Toronto. Duh!

By nat on Friday, January 12, 2001 - 08:35 pm:

yeah, it's where i'm at. how you know? you researched? amazing... thank you so much, though!
your fab, indi

By indigo on Saturday, January 13, 2001 - 09:36 am:

Well, I have to have learned something during all the time I've wasted on the net!

By Eddy on Saturday, January 13, 2001 - 03:03 pm:

Like looking up naked ladies.

By Sarah on Saturday, January 13, 2001 - 06:25 pm:

Joe and Ian: I'm going tomorrow so if you're not joking about the comingtoseeme thang, then e-mail on my university addy (click on the name).

By Jen on Thursday, January 25, 2001 - 02:27 pm:

*waiting for someone special to email me* u know who u r!!1
hugs and kisses 4 U *LOL*

By someone on Thursday, January 25, 2001 - 03:22 pm:

I'm not going to, sorry.