hello 2010,

you've got alot to live upto, 2009 was a blast :)

catching up

its weird how you dont talk to someone for a long time, and when you do, its not 'catching up' its pretty much getting to know them all over again. how sad. this train of thought has been brought up by the recent adding of an old friend on facebook. my friend from primary school, i like loved her and was so sad when she moved away. and i always wanted to get back in contact with her but didnt and yeah she added me today and i was like WOAH. and now im chatting with her over the I.M and its weird, kind of awkward but not. like we should know eachother but we dont. am i thinking too deeply into this? yep. whats new! wheres your gavel? your jury? whats my offense this time? sorrrrrrrrrryyy. im listening to paramore and im pretty pumped. ily paramore. HA. but seriously. no one is as lucky as us. MERRY CHRISTMASSSSSS TO EVERYONE :) xxxxxx

where the wild things are

i need

a new good book to readdddd, i keep reading my faves all over again, and its unhealthy hahah. i should let go of the past. while im in the blog mood, i may aswell state a few facts: school is officially over, had grad and all, and tomorrow everyone will get their exam results. some people seem excited which kind of makes me want to throw up lol, no actually thats wrong, they probably worked really really hard and their future probably depends on them and they deserve to be happy and excited about them. I, on the other hand, am dreading that shit. probably because i didnt try really really hard and my future doesnt depend on them, i'd rather not look at them at all, i dont want to be asked how i did for the next 2 weeks by everyone i know. its just going to disappoint them and make me feel the need to explain myself. which i dont want to dooo, does this seem like im really stressing and emo about this all? cause im not, really, im just finding something to whinge about cause i love to whinge. im really excited for christmas! weirdly enough, im excited for the whole family thing :). its elynors birthday this sunday, 18888, eighteen, 1818. i hope she has a blast, i really do. as jealous and depressed i am about it, she's been waiting a while too. little el's going to be all grown up . im hungry. xxxxx

fiji 09

love

"You want us to be there tomorrow?" Santangelo says to me quietly.
I nod.
"Done."
I feel tears running down my face and Raffy takes my hand and squeezes it .
"What are you so sad about?" Santangelo says to me. "We're going to know him for the rest of our lives."