I don't think I'll be using this journal any more, or at least not often. I have a new one. Everyone who needs to know have been informed of my new account.

I think that's all there is to say, really.

Maybe for the last time,

'_hettie'

... it all goes bad again. But hey, I ain't complainin'.

I don't know why but I've suddenly decided to fall in love with that 80s song Great Southern Land by Icehouse.

Blah. It's Jeans for Genes Day and none of my numerous pairs of jeans are clean. It's just my luck, innit? Now I have to wear a pair of light caramel coloured cordouroy pants. Everyone will point and me and laugh. 'Look, it's the girl who refuses to accept what jeans are'. Heh, I'm just being paranoid and melodramatic as usual. They probably won't ( Read more... )

Blah.

I AM SO FUCKING BORED!!! I HAVE A BIO TEST THAT I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT (AND SO DIDN'T STUDY FOR) AND A PHILOSOPHY ASSESSMENT TASK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK!!!! FUCKETY FUCK FUCK!

ARGH!!!

BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED!!!

All my life I'd wanted to be older than I was. Boy, has that changed. I'd rather just go back to pissing in the wading pool, if that's all right with everyone ( Read more... )

Today I woke up and knew with absolute clarity that I wouldn't be going to any of my classes ( Read more... )

Nothing much to say really.

I'm sick of complaining.

Which means this entry will be blank space.

Heh.

I'll post a poem instead.

tortuosityI am resigned ( Read more... )

I'm at school. Missing Penny. She's not here. She's lookin' for jobs at home ... I hope she's found one. I shall call her tonight ( Read more... )

EMAIL ME CLOE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!