hey ok so i'm starting this blog again. i know i know STUPID idea. but megz was having so much fun with it, i suppose i'll just try and if i get lazy to blog then OH WELL DEAL.


so now it's 10:02 pm. i would usually go to sleep. but i'm thinking and reading 17. omg i feel so bimbotic. omg i just said oh my god. now i REALLY feel like an idiot. i am thinking bout lots of things really. thinking bout RED. and GREEN. haha you guys reading probably think i've gone insane, thinking bout colours, but one or 2 things i've learnt bout blogs is that people tend to get in trouble for treating it like your personal diary. cuz in actual fact it's not personal at all. so basically, i have code names which only i understand. irritating eh? well i suppose if you wanna know what all this means, then let me know and i'll judge. :D so as i said, i'm reading a bimbo magazine, because even i need to be girly sometimes.

but you know what. the reason i'm talking to myself (which is basically what blogging is about) is because i'm lonely. i miss RED. fuck. so i'm sitting in my room, thinking about a colour i really shouldn't be and wondering, if by some miracle, the colour is thinking of me too. i hate holidays. it gives you so much time to think. i just go insane. i'd rather be busy so that i don't have to face the problem and i can just live in a hole until it just goes away. that is a good way to ignore a colour. but sadly it doesn't really work well.


i need something to catch my attention. and you'd think with my grandparents here, school homework not done and australian boys to fantasize about, i'd have plenty to do. but sadly, i am as free as ever.

screw this. thankfully i'm going shopping on tuesday. shopping therapy should calm my nerves. i don't know whats wrong with me. i'm NEVER like this. read my old posts. they should be proof enough.

i just want to scream.


wonder why scream wasn't spelt screem. hmmmm.