Listening to: Phantom Planet - California
Feeling: daunted
5.10pm
My entries in this diary are becoming more and more infrequent. Mainly because I feel like hardly anyone really takes any interest anymore. The only reason I really spill my brains on here is so that I can read my friends.
Perhaps eating Salt & Vinegar crisps is not to be recommended with chapped lips. It's strangely, quite a nice feeling. Admittedly, it stings, but it made me laugh at myself, which is probably one of the more important things in life.
I have taken a vow not to chase any boys until July. This doesn't mean boys won't get attention if they chase me, I don't have that much willpower. But there are rules, of course.
1. I cannot ask any guy out
2. I cannot say 'hello' first on MSN
3. I cannot ask if they want to meet up
They're pretty easy to follow, but not for a girl like me. Cat is my advocate. She gave me a big hug just for realising the gap in my life isn't filled by boys, it's filled by my wonderful friends & family. Good for me, I suppose.
Is this what comes with maturity?
Show me that you still care.
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Latin encourages the artistic in me
Living with a chip on your shoulder must be the hardest thing
But forgiving is even harder
Sometimes love is fabulous? OR only a dream?
Wishes & dreams are simply not of this world
Spreading a little bit of magic every time someone hits play
Leave the loving to the professional romantics, baby.
Wait, isn't that us?
It's just scene.
But good luck until July.
♥
Whatcha getting your mommy for mommy's day?