Blarrrghhhh.

well, I was ill for prom -_- and my dress kept falling apart and I ended the night with my belt around my neck, but I danced my balls off and had a bloody good time, and I completely forgot that I was ill :) fucking hell, today is another story.

Woke up at 6 coughing my guts up, second attempt at quitting smoking didn't go according to plan >< I reckon I'm just gonna give up giving up, I'm obviously not strong enough to do it. Cold is back in full force w/o any sign of fucking off, and I'm deaf (combination of too much iPod, head full of snot and right in front of the speakers at the disco xD) ffs! oh and my poor feet, 2 hours dancing in high heels isn't the best thing to do when you're not a "Heels Person" x)

I wish I could say life was good but it's just so hard when things keep falling apart; I've applied for like 15 jobs and nobody has bothered to reply, people have taken to holding ridiculous grudges, I'm fucking off to Exeter College and leaving my best friends and I don't know how I'm going to cope, things are going wrong and I need to sort stuff out.

GET A JOB.
Stop being so competitive.
Get a job.
Get a job.
Spend more time with my real friends, and weed out the shitheads.
Get a job.
GET A JOB!
Stop smoking.
Lose weight.
Lose a lot of weight.
Get a job.

mmm. need to work on that.