Lucky

I probably should stop using this blog as an online diary as its rather pathetic especially as its original purpose was to be a Fashion Blog, hence 'All Seasons'.
Clearly I'm a secret attention whore.
But wouldn't you rather i use this to get attention rather than do a Steph and scream a lot.
Actually i like the idea of random strangers reading this. Which is why i like to click 'next blog'.
Other day i found this: http://re-plugging.blogspot.com/?expref=next-blog.
She has good taste in music. And She has a good blog in general. Look at it, i think you'll like it. If you don't then clearly were not compatible so carry on clicking 'next blog'

Anyway, i got side tracked from what i originally wanted to talk about, which is 'crushes'. Remember those? And I'm talking the real ones, not the one you have on fictional characters and Taylor Lautner. Like the ones which sneak up on you, and you don't even realise. Some guy who makes you laugh or who has a cute smile. Christ i sound like a 12 year old at a sleep over. Which is ironic because I'm pretty sure the last time i had a crush i was 12.

Crushes are good, they show potential. Potential for a real relationship, and i think i should head in that direction. ENOUGH DRUNKEN MISTAKES I SAY. Real relationships now.
Of course this starts after Summer 2010.
I'm going to Majorca/Portugal with my best friend for fuck sake.

On another note HOLY FUCK RACHAELS EATING FRUIT. Thank fuck for that. I was genuinely worried she would die; high blood pressure at 16 is NOT good.



Don't think smoking helps either..