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January 10 A long overdue blog entry.I wrote this on a train last week, so it is now mostly irrelevent:
Well, it's a new year, a new start and a new hairdryer, straighteners and curling tongs. It's a new start because I am going to try to actually be nice this year. It's shocking, I know.
My shoes don't feel like they fit today. Maybe my feet have grown. Maybe my shoes have decided to shrink.
I have a rather attractive orange patch on my foot asa a result of my attempt to make myself look less ill/ dead. Johnson's Holiday Skin is truly wonderful but I really must learn to apply it evenly.
I quite like my appearance today. My skin isn't too bad and my hair is behaving for once. I doubt it will last though. Never mind.
Do you ever sit there feeling all optimistic about something, then something happens that upsets you and causes you once again to sink into a state of pessimism, self-loathing and dissatisfaction? That happened to me the other day. I had a good feeling about 2007. I don't any more.
Oh well. I am going to stop now because I am starting to ramble.
*NOTES*
My shoes fit again now.
The orange patch on my left foot has faded.
I don't like my appearance right now. My skin is awful, and so is my hair.
I am having a good feeling about 2007 again. I am feeling optimistic, I love myself, and I am satisfied. December 05 Some facts in no sort of sensible order.I often feel embarrassed for people because I imagine myself in their situation.
I was in a good mood for days. One person destroyed it. I still hate about 90% of people.
I quite like myself at the moment. This new found self-love has made me a generally nicer person. I like it a lot.
Ally wrote 'I love Alexandra Standing. The sexy beast!' on my school shirt yesterday. It has been through the was but it is still there.
I should really do my Biology homework.
I should really play on my Gamecube again.
I should really make some time to finish reading 'Are You Dave Gorman?' I can't even remember how far through I am.
I met Megan on Saturday. She is nice. I looked at accordians.
Not the weekend coming up but the weekend after, I am meeting Kit properly. It should be fun.
I am going to stop typing now. November 22 A mass of entangled thoughts.She gets jealous about the strangest things.
My, how she wishes she didn't.
Paranoia seems to be staying away from her.
Though most likely not for long.
She's making new friends.
She's certain they won't leave her.
Sometimes a small action can make a big difference.
But that's not to say big actions are pointless.
Not all good things must come to an end.
Sometimes good things last forever.
She is going to stop typing again now.
November 20 An introductory ramble of sorts.This is life as it stands now:
New email address.
Generally happy.
Lack of special person to keep her fully content.
Gets annoyed often.
Can't stand about 90% of people.
But happy nonetheless.
Has those select few.
Has a top eight on MySpace for the first time in ages.
Completely satisfied with said top eight.
Those being Ally, Matt, Alex, Megan, Katy, Amber, Super Rainbow Magic Patrol and Atrophy, respectively.
Actually satisfied with this blog entry.
Going to stop typing now. |
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