i'm getting a new diary. because i want to forget ever being with him. so yes. this is probably my last entry.

awwwwww!!!!!

^_^

i'm sick of making an effort with people when they can't be fucked to make the effort back. i'm sick of all my 'friends' now never ringing me, never meeting up with me, never inviting me out to bars and clubs. what happened to the near-daily phone calls? i'm sick of people changing into horrible shitty people who just don't give a fuck about ( Read more... )

Tell me in an anonymous post:

1. One secret.
2. One compliment.
3. One non-compliment.
4. One love note. It doesn't have to be for me. In fact, I think I'd prefer if it wasn't. I want to know your insides.
5. Lyrics to a song.
6. And a hint to who you are.

first day of college.

i hate it.

photography is boring. my art teacher's a skag head.

i know no-one. everybody already has their little groups. even my fucking cousin has a 'group'.

i have nobody.

i miss eva and pete. and fliss. and catherine and rosa. and everybody.

went on holiday. was pure shite. had parents, grandmother and sister bitching at me for 7 days. the only person being nice to me was my sister's boyfriend. which of course, my sister didn't like.

got wonderful lovely texts from the boy. and he's already phoned me three times today.

he told me he loved me. :) i love him. this is wonderful.

( mainly done to get rid of my boredom. )

i got my GCSE results :D

i did so much better than i thought i would. i got:

English Language - A
DT - B
Italian - B (BIG SHOCK)
Double Science - BB
RE short course - B
Business Studies - C
Geography - C
Maths - C

oh... and photography.... -cough-E-cough-

i swore i was going to fail italian and geography... :D

meh, whatever, going out tonight

rave was fun. too fun. i danced like a twat all night.

and did stupid stuff.

at around 5.30 i decided i wanted to be a fieldmouse. :| dont ask.

i'm putting my diary on private... so yeah... i guess you dont have to note me saying why i should let you read this because only my friends read this and blahblahblah. shuttup isabelle.

( a survey which looked fun to do. )