I feel so ill. Shaky and achy and ready to vomit. Pleasant of course.

Otherwise... well, I got my eyebrows waxed. I no longer look like a yeti which is good to know.

I feel sad though, pathetically sad in a teenage angsty type way when all I really need is some good porn and a wack upside the head to set things right. I'm such a whiney emo teenager and it's infinitely annoying. It doesnt help that I feel sick, I guess. Might just go and so some more Visual make up and squee from the compliments I recieve.

My friends pretty much suck really... Well, Amy, who is completely incapabable of replying to a text. Or twenty. Well, no, Amy doesn't suck at all, but I've gotten really close to her recently and so then not to see her almost 2 weeks (and it could be 4) is super annoying and saddening. Not that I wasnt always close to her, but there's something about being very drunk and very unhinged in a hotel room with a kettle and an unbiteable biscuit that brings people closer, I'd presume. Now I miss the acousticness Hails seeing Snakebites drinking Troy molesting happenings of that weekend.

I'm gonna make a start on Roz's birthday fic.. as I'm planning something chaptered and long and perfectly perfect.

I'm so sleepy though.

God, I might as well just re-name this thing 'Rae's infintitely annoying, bloody whine emo journal for fucking ranting and whining in when people just want her to shut up, fucking hell!'. Lol.

xxx