this is my unfound world.
SO YEAH HI.
essentially, livejournal is wank. all of the entries on here are pretty much my whining or boasting at various segments in my life.
i do not like that about myself.
i am not the same person, in any shape or form when i began this aged, what, 13?
i like to think about the future now to deviate from the incessant bore that is the present.
so with that in mind, i have conjured up potential uni applications (duelly note, i will not get into but one of these establishments): UEA, UCL, university of exeter, durham university and edinburgh university.
LOLGOODLUCKME.
fuckmylife that i have to have surgery for the godknowshowmanytimesth tomorrow.
but hey, i don't have a life crippling illness or deformity or mental issues that i am aware of, so this makes me optimistic.
schoolwise, lolzor. so my "awesome" friends decided to make it known to my teacher that i do in fact think he is remarkable and lovely and ohshityeahhe'sateacher. my own fault, should keep my mouth as tightly shut as mother teresa's labia. labias? labia.
odd word.
i do not by any stretch of the imagination have a "group" at school. i mean, there are a group i hang around with yes, but not one i merge into. they very much do not see me as part of their clique. would i want to be? probably not. i have my girls like nat and savage, but they can probably only marginally tolerate me. alas, that is who i am.
i cannot wait to get away. i hate plans. i mean really fucking hate them. but this is what i want to see: get into one of those sexy uni's, get a fucking 1st or a 2:1, then piss of to japan to teach english for a couple of years to gain perspective. then travel.
how could i ever become half decent at writing without some fucking perspective on life outside of cambridgeshire.
i need/want/must/live to see more.