I am infinity...
I have just finished reading the best book I have read in a very, very long time. Seriously, you won’t believe how amazing and alive I fell right now. It’s called 'The Perks Of Being A Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky and it’s proof that every single tiny little part of you, no matter how hideous or beautiful it is, is ok because it is living breathing proof that life is worth living, even if it doesn’t seem that way. So, for every emo/indie/depressed/philosophical/affected/poser/artsy/lonely/scared/honest/curious/
confused kid out there read it now!
In other news (although my infinite nature should be enough right now), I am really excited about Christmas, two days left till the Salster gets home, *squee! I really missed you last night at the carol concert; it wasn’t half as much fun without you. Much fun way had by me in dressing weird and upsetting all the corporates, much to the disgust of my parents. I mean honestly, what’s wrong with gothic black skirts, long beatnik socks, messed up converses, black eye make-up and wild hair?
confused kid out there read it now!
In other news (although my infinite nature should be enough right now), I am really excited about Christmas, two days left till the Salster gets home, *squee! I really missed you last night at the carol concert; it wasn’t half as much fun without you. Much fun way had by me in dressing weird and upsetting all the corporates, much to the disgust of my parents. I mean honestly, what’s wrong with gothic black skirts, long beatnik socks, messed up converses, black eye make-up and wild hair?