dead cupid.

fml.

honestly.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF ANYMORE.
NEITHER DO I REALLY CARE.








how i wish.

juicy couture.

Shit my hair smells nice.
Tomorrow is my best friend's birthday, he's turning seventeen.
It makes me feel like such a baby to think all [or majority] of my friends are turning seventeen this year. I am still getting over the excitement of obtaining my Learners and turning sixteen, wow legal, and they are all moving in to the next year and waiting patiently to turn eighteen. This is shit.

My hayfever is practically killing me, and I get to go to school late today during study because I can't be bothered going to Religion & Society. It's a bullshit subject anyway.
And no I don't expect to pass it.




Oh and major milestone.


Who even thinks of this shit.

victory.

Richmond Tiger's third victory of the season over West Coast Eagles, ah bliss.
Singing the song at the end of the game was the best feeling I've felt in a long time. So much great stuff has happened, and so much more shit has gone down. Really, really over the good being overrided by the bad. Puts so much into perspective and makes me realize why I'm such a pessimist...I'd like to feel sublimely happy someday. Preferably...someday soon...I'm counting on it, and I hope it's what I'm hoping for.

winter.

is my bitch.