Haven't posted since last Thursday. Comments for once. Happy days. Sick for the past two days, stomach bug. I've been thinking a lot lately.. About stupid things. Like gifts or talents. Everyone is supposed to have one? Ashling is a good listener, Merissa is funny and a good singer, so is Jemma, Georgia is a great writer, Efa is beautiful and intelligent. Hang on, they're all beautiful and intelligent. And they're all good at sport. Grr at their talents but ILTHEM. I'm kinda just... here. I'm such a moanbag, eh? I just wonder WHAT IS MY PURPOSEEE?. S'like I was placed here to make people look better. Ahh, distracted by Robbie's You Know Me and him in his bunny suit. O.o. Anywaaay, I don't think I have a point in being here. I think about all those starving people with bamboo huts and no parents who deserve my life, and then go... why does such a selfish, psycho-whore like me have the life they deserve? Either life is a total bitch, or that person in the sky has Tarantino-humour. Birth, bitch, bereavement.
Gaa disco on Friday. Hell yeah, party up. *major sargasm*. Nothing better than stumbling in the dark, vodka and fake tan filling your nostrils and all the beautiful people tongue-orgying their way to popularity and prosperity. And then there are the wallflowers, like me, staring longingly at their 3-foot legs and their bright dyed hair. Funsiez like. School = suxxor. Too much homework. Faiil. I want to lay down and scream my lungs out in the middle of maths. Just lay there and yell out what I feel about the Junior Cert and our dastardly politicians, buying iPhone 3Gens with money straight out of the tax-payers pocket. While the rest of us struggle to pay our electricity bills. FUCK THIS FUCKING FUCK IRELAND GRR. I vote we all move to America. All in favour, say I.
Shout out to Dannysaurus Rex. Because he's online and I need people to talk to because sick days are fail but win at same time. Hayley Williams new blonditude makes her look like young Madonna, lookkkkk. Paramore in December. T'woo T'woo. She lives in a faaaiiiryyytaaalleee. So hyper and distracted. Like Tessa, Aka Meekakitty. Youtube her if you silly earthlings have not tubequainted yourselves with the almighty Meekster. This time of year is actually so beautiful; I look out the window and JD-moment how amazing nature is. The crisp leaves curling at the edges, the warm colours caressing eachother. It's times like this when I wish I wasn't idiotic enough to break my camera beyond repair. My dad suggested I use the family cybershot, but it's so not me. When I used to use my black camera with the Carl Zeiss retracting lens, it was like holding a small child that captured memories. Y'alls probably like EHM WTF. But to me this all makes sense. Inside my head. Oh gosh, I think I'm semi autistic.
I'mma go. Comment, bloghoes.
LUCY
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LUCY
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