I'm allowed to be jealous.

SO proud of this so far..


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I didn't get a thank you for letting YOU borrow my camera to a press event that /I/ should have attended.

Sometimes you're such a selfish bitch.

So, um, yes.

It is about half one in the morning (technically now nearly 2 because I got distracted) and I am feeling awful! I've not been myself for a couple of days, all over the place with emotions. One minute I'm all happy and bouncy, the next I am so depressed I just cry to myself for absolutely no reason at all.
There are lots of things that ( Read more... )

I'm not quite sure where it's going, what I'll do exactly when my degree is finished but I intend to be an investigative journalist in any way I can ( Read more... )

STOP LEAVING YOUR WASHING UP DIRTY ALL OVER THE SIDE! It doesn't take five minutes to wash up, you're beginning to piss me off. I've right mind to just throw all of it in your bedroom and see how you like it clogging up your space. I LIVE DOWNSTAIRS!!!

And someone next door is playing shit music next to my head against the wall.

Fuck my life.

I've never thought about egg donation before and that’s weird because I donate blood, and I have a donor card for most of my body parts in the event of my death ( Read more... )

I have had the worst fucking week of my life, I am not joking ( Read more... )

Ever since I was in primary school I've wanted to write, from about eight years old [or that's how my mother recalls in.] While all the other girls were on about how they wanted to be hairdressers or make up artists, I was more concerned with scribbling notes for stories in the back of my school books.

As I grew older I learnt more about journalism ( Read more... )