Listening to: Goo Goo Dolls - Big Machine
Feeling: withdrawn
I keep wanting things which I know aren't good for me, which is silly but it doesn't stop those wishful thoughts.
I've been studying today, I don't want to fail but I'm going to anyway. I just haven't cared enough lately. School isn't important to me, even though it should be. There is so much more than that.
I can take painting as a whole, complete course next year. Not just as part of a subject. ^_^ I guess I'm only writing here because I have little else to do, apart from watch the deleted scenes from Love Actually. Which I've done a thousand times.
Maybe I shall watch City of Angels and sit by myself and cry.
Mostly I love being a girl, but lately I've grown to hate it.
The only nice thing is that you can wear skirts and nice shoes.
Being pregnant isn't so bad. It's full of new emotions and things that you'll only experience when pregnant.
The hard thing is when you're not old enough to support it and have to turn to abortion.
I think I've said to much.
I guess I make up for that one by wearing heels with almost everything I own.
I love heels.
Ah, technology is advancing each day.
8 weeks isn't all that long.
The one thing I love is not having periods.
I hate being a girl.
I'd like nothing more than to have the male species bleed out of their dicks for 5-7 days a month.
Heh.
I have fucken awful legs.
I hate my knees. They're just so... pudgy.
The pill gave me the worst cramps, until the point where I was rolling around on the floor in pain.
I gave up on that one quite quickly.
I like to deal with whatever happens when or if it does.
Sex is just so much better without a condom.
I've been told not to talk about 'our' private life so I'll stop there. =P