And i'm 5 years ago, and three thousand miles away..

* Woaaahhhhhs. *

Its been, what, 2 or 3 months since i last cluttered up the internet with my ramblings. Strange.
And ..:O
I have more followers. Better make this a good 'un.

Hmm. Haiiii guys. :)

Random thought. If everyone thinks i'm being annoying on fb about Timothy, i think i might just take the piss and actually be annoying. :)
Ohohhoh. Funtimes.

I would blog about every little crappy detail in my life at the present moment in time, but frankly, i don't think anyone would be bothered to read it. :)

And at the moment, i am currently kidding myself that i can sing. I think its sad, really.

Enough rubbish for now.
Ciaoooo, mushrooms.

I walk a lonely road, the only one that i have ever known..

I'm not lonely.
Just a little insecure.

Seems as though my life is a complete waste of space to some people.
Like, just because i'm
a)not bumming them constantly and sucking up
b)not being a bitch about everyone the whole time
c)a bit of a wallflower
d)happy for once

,doesn't mean i'm boring.

Plus. Who says that i'm boring?

You and what army?

Exactly. I shouldn't change cos you've said i should.

I was trying to change anyway.

If i didn't talk at all, then its not like anyone would particularly notice.

And well. I try to be included. But noone really wants to include me, its pretty obvious.

I think i shall just be cynical from now on. You like how i am, or you just deal with it i'm afraid.


:)

And so we burst into colours..

I feel worn out.

Like i've been hit with a tonne of bricks or something.

I can't even think about tomorrow. Or Monday.

It makes my head hurt.



I'm scared.

More than ever.


I just want this to end well.

And your eyes are the brightest of all the colours, I don't ever wanna love another..

Ohhhhh dear.


This is not good. Surely I shouldn't be feeling like this?

I have your name scrawled everywhere, it seems.

Not really helpful.

Just remindful.
Thank you Anna. Just when i was trying to stop thinking about him.

:P

And you've ruined my pencil case.

Everyone's gonna have to sign it now.


Back to the main focus.

I don't think i should be falling for you yet. I haven't even really talked to you.

Ohhhhhh dear.

You look at me, it's like you hit me with lightning..

Yeah I'm pissed off.

Well done.

All of you, I hope you're proud of yourselves.

None of you understand how I actually feel.

So what, you've got experience?

I don't really give a shit. As you don't about me.
:)

The title of this post alone should be giving you (dear readers) some idea of what I'm talking about.

..I'm falling.....hard.

For someone who:

a) doesn't know I like them.
b) might not like me at all
c) could..break my heart if it goes wrong.

I don't want to be heartbroken.

I just want someone.
Someone who actually understands me and listens.

Someone that'll hold me.
And catch me when I fall, no matter what.

I don't know if this is that person.



I'm gonna find out soon enough.

And your mind is the same as mine, all full things benign..

I think that today, i have nicknamed myself.
Bird'snesthead. Or BNH.
:)

I have not seen more ridiculous hair in my entire life.

Ahh well. There is not much i can do about it.

Anyway.

More exciting stuff.
I am gonna make my mum a scrapbook for her birthday :D
LIke, a mini one.
Made outta brown paper bags and string.


I'm only joking about the string. Gosh.

Although..it might look sorta original. Hmm.

First things first. I need pictures.


I do love a challenge. ;)

I hate to say i told you so, you're never gonna let this go..

I have just noticed how disgusting my nails are.

And that, dear followers, readers and unfortunate souls, is one of the things that pisses me off.
I shall have to cut them now, otherwise its just gonna bug me for the rest of today.

As will my essay.
Which i have written a paragraph for, and is due first thing tomorrow.


Basically, i'm screwed.

I do not like Dickens at all. Or his crummy books.

Grrrr.