ladidah

god today was such a heap of shit.
sick, so i stayed home.
actually, besides all the writhing in pain, today wasnt so bad,
(the sleeping part)
i had lots of interesting dreams.
one was where i ran away for a day, down to the beach and everything was all warped and had a sort of saphire tint.
i was squelching along, in the mud because right near the shore it was all thick and muddy
and the sea started getting more and more seaweed in it until it was a crappy dark green colour and then i was in the city for some reason with friends.
but yeah. anyway,
possibly getting a keyborad soon.
which i am very excited about. I'd love to be able to play really beautifully. I'm going to practise tonns.
:D bye

Today,

another boring day, so i tried to make it different. didnt work. went to KFC with some friends, we got beeped with a wolf whistle horn thing by some dick. before going home i decided to go on a walk around the block, got beeped again, by a quite frightening lad this time, and my shoes all soggy, uncomfortably warm.
so when i got back home again, decided to do another round since i had about an hour since i had to be home. took my shoes off and crossed the road tonns for some reason. then did 5 rounds on the roundabout to confuse the cars, which i did.
smiled at the guy next door that i didnt know existed before today. he was playing with his dog in the spare block.
worryingly, i sort of love this guy... (not the one next door). i cant get over him. i never will. i dont know what to do.
a friend continues to be a bitch. will never change.
they only get two sentences see?
another friend is one of the most brilliant person i have ever met. i like having intelligent conversations with her even though i never have much to contribute.
another friend is pissing the crap out of me.
finally got some jumpers. even though they are probably about a couple of mm thin, actually maybe just one, its still good not to be shaking my ass off at school.
it is very much decided that i cant stay here for long.
its doing my head in.
i dont know when i'll build up enough courage to leave; probably never will, the way i am.
I miss my other three friends. one of them probably unhealthily.
havent drank in ages, i hope not to too much. its not worth the hangover. and its defiantely not cool, as many people think.
annoyed at people who pretend to act drunk. if you ever read this, everyone can clearly tell it's an act and im surprised you havent notised.
bye .