Weirdo

Ever noticed that Pathetic fallacy doesn’t happen in real life? The weather never reflects my mood. Right now it’s a crisp clear gray, the sun is shinning weakly, yet everything seems really clear. Fuck you clear skies; I want it foggy and dense. I want it so thick that you’re in danger of blindly wondering around for days on end. I want it so thick that you can’t see your own outstretched hands. So thick that you can’t see your own feet, you’re walking slowly testing the ground before you. You’re groping the air in front of you. Unfortunately, it doesn’t matter how slowly you walk, or how much you grope the air in front of you, you still can’t see that cliff ahead. One minute you’re groping thin air, next you’re screaming as you plummet down. I wonder if you survive… What’s actually down there though, a bed of roses or thick moss? Moss is springy- you could easily bounce back. If its roses, you’re screwed, they might look pretty but they’ll leave cuts all over your body, and I have prom coming up. They say that all good things come to an end, is that true for bad things? Because in my experience, there are shit days, and less shit days. Some days I can fool myself into thinking I’m content, that I’m happy even. I deliberately live in the moment so I can’t think about my future, because If I think about my future, I will think about my life, and if I think about my life, I’ll remember how dissatisfied I am.

I thought this was interesting, not the most skilfully written, but interesting nonetheless.

Bree

I just got inspired by a hippy named after a cheese.

I just thought she was another one of those girls who preach 'love and peace' and take supercool photos of themselves in head bands and doing the 'peace' sign with their fingers- although i'm pretty sure it actually means 'victory', so its basically promoting war. Instead i discovered she's individual. She has an opinion; moreover she can back up all her beliefs in a sophisticated, thoughtful manner.
'i am so sick of people just calling others indie because they do the slightest thing different'

And she's almost two years my junior. No i'm not stalking random 15 year olds, she my second cousin twice removed or something: poeple say we look alike; hence the minor stalking.

Last night I had a littleee gathering. I invited 12 people, guess who caused the most trouble..
Janelle, Ray and Steph.
Of course. Even Shane and Lee were better behaved.

Janelle somehow managed to put a hole in my bedroom wall with her head, Rachael through up after 1 glass of Smirnuff Ice (4% alcohol) all over my floor, then again in the Garden and Steph just went everywhere shes wasn't meant to be.
Good night though. The only truly worrying thing was that someone called my phone (unknown number) and made death treats to someone who was there: 'I'm going to fucking kill you' were his exact words.
How did they get my number? And why call my phone to leave that message and not hers? How did they know she would be at mine?
Meh, it was pathetic, no one took seriously. I mean its a slight mood kill for her- obviously i think she was more upset in the morning- but everyone knew that they wouldn't really touch a hair on her head.

Oh, and Antonio through me out of my own house at my own gathering. Only to me this could happen. Don't worry though, i got back in easily.

< Me and Janelle  ^ Janelle and Sophia

Home Wrecker

If ou found a picture of your wife from the back wearing suspenders and her arse showing in the letterbox would you assume that she was having an affair?
When you put it that way it does sound bad.
But if your wife protested: telling you it wasn't her; that the picture had obviously been photoshopped;called the neighbours to ask if they'd seen anything sucpicoius (which they had) and called the police... would you still walk out on her?
I hope not. I hope he doesn't.

All this is happening to someone i love dearly, and the thing i'm most worried about is not getting my pencile skirt from the taylor tonight.
I'm a terrible person.

Life lesson's learned today

1) Never trust a small, blue-eyed, blonde, whose name begins with J and ends with anelle when she says 'Its ok, you can sleep round mine'
2) Sleeping out in shorts and no blanket is not the one.
3) A good friend will sneak you into her house at 1 am when her parent's are sleeping, and out at 5 am before her parents wakes up.
4) Garston Mc Donald's doesn't open till 7 am.