I'm frustrated. Want to know why? Because after seven years of self-teaching myself HTML and coding (you may recognise these words from MySpace... anyone?) I've forgotten how to use it.

I know that seven years is long enough to be able to know the little petty stuff used for my LJ page but c'mon, it's not like I spend every single freaking day on ( Read more... )

Zis is period five in school and I'm in my study lesson with absolutely nothing productive to do.

Okay I lied.

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The library. My favourite place inside school grounds.

So I have right infront of me here, my english homework which I am reluctanly doing while typing. I should be a good little school girl and get on with my homework WHICH, I might add, is due on Friday. Stuff crap. Screw homework. That's how I feel, period.

I'm in the mood to make icons. But I'm ( Read more... )

And yessum. The official first post.

Meet Anna, sixteen years old in an all girl's private school (nothing further will be said about the school because of legal reasons). She has not to brag, many friends in various groups around the school and outside, but she's shy, quiet, sarcastic at times, AND IS WITHOUT A DATE FOR HER UPCOMING SEMI-FORMAL. ( Read more... )