boycentric
I had a night terror last night, a really bad one. I was so terrified I was screaming my head off. But apparently I was screaming something about a boy so tonight mum was like "why were you screaming about a boy?" Haha awkward.
Then again, she once heard me have an entire conversation with Frank in my sleep where I told him off for tickling me :|
God I felt like shit today. A real I-hate-people sort of mood right when I have to work 3-9 during the Christmas rush. I felt weak and sick too. I had a Red Bull and so would get sporadic bursts of energy. At one point I was flailing behind the counter, mocking the Christmas Tree that was walking around the shopping centre trying to entertain the kiddies.
Andrew came into work. The guy I was virtually smitten with for the whole of high school. He is studying music. Is in bands. Is the essence of badass masculinity. Has a girlfriend. Whyyyy do they always have to tell me that?
I sometimes don't know why I bother obsessing over my hair. Fiddling with foundation and eyeliner. Wearing the right bra.
It never makes any difference.
Then again, she once heard me have an entire conversation with Frank in my sleep where I told him off for tickling me :|
God I felt like shit today. A real I-hate-people sort of mood right when I have to work 3-9 during the Christmas rush. I felt weak and sick too. I had a Red Bull and so would get sporadic bursts of energy. At one point I was flailing behind the counter, mocking the Christmas Tree that was walking around the shopping centre trying to entertain the kiddies.
Andrew came into work. The guy I was virtually smitten with for the whole of high school. He is studying music. Is in bands. Is the essence of badass masculinity. Has a girlfriend. Whyyyy do they always have to tell me that?
I sometimes don't know why I bother obsessing over my hair. Fiddling with foundation and eyeliner. Wearing the right bra.
It never makes any difference.