I was living on borrowed time in a borrowed house for a borrowed crime
The Media coursework is two thousand words too long; I have spent most of the week doing it and I''m still not happy.
Aargh.
But I have sent it to Ms. Allison, so hopefully she can send it back with happy tidings.
Angela Carter and The Cement Garden are beautiful haunting things.
I am going to see Franz Ferdinand tomorrow night and I can hardly wait!
I'm also looking forward to the last episode of Green Wing.
But despite all this teenage rambling, I feel remarkably grown up at the moment, like I'm growing into my skin. I hope I will post more poetic and interesting things soon, but until then, I wish you all the best weekend.