sometimes

sometimes i just wish i could fly away.

♥

dear paige..

dear paige,
hello :)
who, may i ask, are you exactly?? :)

plans ;)

cassie and i have come to the conclusion that if we chop our faces in half, and swap them then we would get out of thursday at school.
but we would probably die.
shame about that ;)

summer love

today was my first taste of summer in quite a while

mmm it was nice :)

please hurry up??

life ♥

life is amazing
its beyond amazing
and i forgot it until today
early morning bike rides
sleeping in maths
origami in japanese
laughing on the grass
summer jasmine
walking home in the sun
simple things remind me that life is good :)

:)

My Monologue

There was this guy that came into work the other day,he had the biggest, most guenuine smile, behind it his eyes were tired, sad, older somehow.
He asked me about my day, used my name. Most people don't use my name, they forget I'm a real person.
I'd seen him a few times, he was always the same.
He wobbled when he walked, swaying on his feet.
I always thought he had an accent, or maybe a cold. The way he talked, the way each word slurred into the other, people always get colds in winter, it makes sense, I guess.
He told me about the tattoo he was going to get, it was going to be a pink and blue octopus, between the other tattoos snaking around the back of his arm, and the scabs and scars on the inside of his elbow.
That was the moment my perfect little world crashed in around me.
He wobbled to a table, ate his food and drank one of his beers, pulled out a packet of cigarettes and put one on the table, to have later.
His eyes were glazed over, dull, lifeless.
I'd seen him around before, so many times before, I never noticed.
It made me wonder what else in life I turned a blind, naiive eye to.
Every person walking down the street has their own story, their own fears, triumphs, insecurities. They have a name, a family, a life. And we walk straight past them, never noticing, never caring...
I have finally opened my eyes, and I am looking at the world anew...

32 days :) ♥

all i have to say is http://www.shanalogic.com/ :) ♥

english

haha i don't like english
its rather boring
another 45 minutes to go! :O
i should be writing my macbeth essay...
but he was a psychopath, so it can wait :)
my thinking is that macbeth was influenced into murdering by his wife
and if i'm reading about her, then i might be influenced too.
so, on that note, i'm actually saving the general population by not doing it :)
completely unselfish of me, i know, i know ;)

Doubt.

Doubt.

Doubt can go die in a hole.

I've been doubting alot of things lately.

Doubting my abilities.

Doubting relationships.

Doubting whats in my heart.

Doubt can go die in a hole...