It's been a while.

I'm getting rubbish at writing this blog as frequently as I used to, however I am not the only one.

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I wrote that one sentence about 20 minutes ago and just left it. I really just can't seem to write at the moment, I can't seem to get the words from my brain to my fingertips. It is partly because I can't even straighten the thoughts in my head. I have so many conflicting thoughts at the moment that I just really haven't been in the right frame of mind to blog.

I've gotten happier. If you care. Which you don't... But yeah, although it may not seem like it to my friends because they accept me for the moody bitch I am, therefore I am more moody around them because they're used to it. But in general I've been so much happier.

The other day I was walking home from school, listening to my I-pod and then I realised I was smiling literally with all my teeth showing. I was beaming! And it's a good thing I suppose but It's a tad scary, I haven't really had one of my sad little half an hours (well I had a sad fifteen minutes earlier but that doesn't count because I've been meaning to write this for days.)

I've also found that I've been listening to a lot more of Taylor Swift and relating to the songs more which worries me a tad.

DAYDREAMING! Something else I've been doing an awful lot more of recently. I just sit there in particularly boring lessons (never history, history could never be boring.) and start creating little scenarios in my head which, I know is not that uncommon when bored, but it's just become so much more frequent and the scenarios are just getting more unrealistic and becoming fantasies and- just...gah!

I can't right anymore because my head is all over the place and I need to talk to someone rather than typing it. Although maybe I shouldn't, I've being annoying Phoebe no end.

Anyway, I am very sorry for this incredibly disjointed, hectic, weird, boring post. I'll try not to make a habit of being even weirder than normal, unless you guys like it, then I'll never leave.

Ta Ta for now. x

So Confused

People are different in real life than they are on Facebook, and I can't decide which version I like better.

I don't want to be all flushed and smiling at my computer screen.

You're not meant to be cute and endearing and saying things that sound like they belong in Taylor Swift songs.

You're meant to be boring and a prat.

And I certainly don't want this horrible nervous/sickly/butterfly feeling in my stomach. And why the FUCK am I blushing?

Gonna go scream into my pillow now.