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Feb 07, 2006 18:35

No school for a week,not sure I know how to anymore. It was hard to dress properly today,so I have sort of have given up,the same clothes everyday. My face is a mess and my hair is a crisis. I was ill yesterday, this headache that went right through my eyes and ears and throat. I still don't feel right,I feel mad today. Went to the Tate againagain, we watched the film and it wasn't as patient as it was before. But we had fun, Natasha and I. We walked from 'Shoho shquare'. She got her coat back from this woman that talked lots. We all went to lots of shops. Theres a boy,he has these cheekbones and these eyes;he works in Rokit. I am ill. I want to moan. I have to do geography coursework about the mean stonesize in a river. And the thing is,I actually have to do it.
Natasha says she is happy,thats good. I mean there is a lot of security that goes with that statement that means more than actually saying it I suppose. As I say,, things are fine and everything that isn't,is a working progress of being fixed.
I'm listening to Nouvelle Vague,everyone listen to Nouvelle Vague.

Everyone should talk my language it would get the point across.

I'm just writing because I know the chance will go soon. A lot of this is about you isn't it Natash. but thats okay because I know you will be happy with that. So I leave you with
How can you eat fish?
Well I just can but like, I can understand that people cant...

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