1. I went to work on Friday at New Welling, the cashier there was hot as was her hot sister. It was boring ( Read more... )

Feeling rather emo tonight, however you think emo feels. I'm sitting here all on my own in the dark. Updating my journal...

I guess I could play the mini bongo drums my mum and sister got me...

My Mum and sister got home this evening. Seems they didn't have such a good time. Perhaps it's because in Morocco, Women are expected to walk three paces behind the men? or Perhaps it's the lack of Morocco's flushing toilets? (Ye olde stylee hole in floor, though it's not really that much more hygenic than Festival portaloos) Maybe it's cos my Dad ( Read more... )

If my friends were a type of food, they'd be super noodles. Not cheap and tacky like pot noodles.

Ok, ok, ok, so in a totally hypocritical move I'm now planning to buy *gasp* an emo mesh cap and doing my hair emo, and I dyed my hair black (though that was a coincidence). Yeah, it is weird to actually change the way I look to satisfy certain criteria, but at least I'm doing it for myself not because other people think I would look good this way ( Read more... )

The clock is ticking down, I suck at pictionary, dumbass, that was never no way out ( Read more... )

Good evening ( Read more... )

I can't really be bothered with niceties for now. I made it obvious to Amy, what I thought.

And all the other stuff that was going to be in this update, I just took it out. I'm not putting all that in my journal.

There's too much to write about.
Eeek.

Well well well. Sorry about all my bitching, stuff just gets to me. Talking to a few people (Kate, Jules, Jen) put things into perspective for me. Kate's just had an abortion. I mean, there's just nothing you can say to someone who's beside themself with grief, is there? Our conversations over the past couple of nights have pretty much just died ( Read more... )