Tuesday 25 August 2009

He looks like an angry elf boy here but I want him to come back to mine so I don't feel lonely and have to listen to next door's baby screaming.

LaZy sHiT

Couldn't be bothered to go to the supermarket so I ended up eating some frozen curry from the fridge, blergghh
Then boyfriend came round as my I wasn't staying over at my friends and we watched tv like old people and HE had funtimes not me.

What is this big obsession with women looking like "princesses" on their wedding day? I really don't get it.OH HAI



Monday 24 August 2009

gldfkogdfl;;df

Thanks to having dinner at odd times IM GETTING FAT.
I hope reading will make me lose weight.


I hate girls who complain about being fat so I need to shut up.

Tuesday 18 August 2009

jfuiosfd~~~~~~#

I am starting to feel increasingly alone and slightly depressed. Don't really know why, probably because I spend most of my time alone in my room looking up rather disturbing things so I can draw them. It won't help that my family are going away for two weeks tomorrow, and that most of my friends are either going on holiday/spending all their time with their boyfriends+I have no money/my boyfriend's always working.
But at the same time I'm not really in such a sociable mood, creating a rather silly paradox.

This will be the reason why I will die alone, to be found dead two weeks later eaten by my cat or something.

Wednesday 12 August 2009

Tuesday 11 August 2009

My life at the moment consists of drawing dead things all day. Then my boyfriend comes round so we can bitch about people, have sex and watch South Park.







Tuesday 4 August 2009

Woah

Haven't blogged in aaaages. Mainly because I have nothing interesting or inspiring to say.
I SWEAR TO GOD I JUST KEEP GETING MORE AND MORE RETARDED. Yesterday I thought Cambodia was in Africa, but I blame that on the fact I walked 21 miles back from Buckinghamshire to my house in west London. I blame doing that on my minor OCD tendencies.
I had a job interview yesterday but the little shits haven't got back to me. Probably because I suck at Dutch.

I seeeeriousllly need money, its actually becoming a joke how nobody wants to hire me. I think my boyfriend is starting to pity my life-he bought me a pitcher of this blue-coloured cocktail yesterday. I didn't even ask him to buy it. I think he just wanted to get me drunk.
I don't quite know.


I seriously need to get ajob as prostitution is starting to look somewhat tempting