OK, I officially hate November I had my doubts when it started, I mean, I screwed everything up so bad last November that I just knew that for the whole of this one I'd have bad memories of it. I know that sounds so lame, and you're probably thinking that I'm making such a fuss, and I'd never even notice. But November has that special Novembery feeling, what with it getting dark early, and starting the think about Christmas and whatnot. And, somewhat unsurprisingly if you know me at all: there's a guy I like! Only I'm about 98% sure nothing's ever going to happen there, which is just depressing. And I really can't be bothered with anything. Sometimes I wonder why I'm even bothering with school. I mean, the whole going to uni and getting a real job is just my back-up plan, so why should I waste all this time and effort on something I don't really want, when I could be making an effort to pursue my dreams? But I guess I'm just scared that I won't get anywhere, and I'll just end up another dumb blonde essex girl stacking supermarket shelves, just like daddy said i would. Well that's all from me for now.