I thought I'd share this delightful message with you : "Ok Mewissa, I wead your livejournal and I think it's time I give you that talk about the birds and the bees. Not actually that, but that your journal...I think people need people to be happy and funfun party times, and I would personally not like to be a surgeon for example because they have to work really bad hours, or so I see in Grey's Anatomy

  Holy fuck, I applied for Oatridge on tuesday and i got a letter through from them this morning. I've got an interview on wednesday! Chuffed.

I NEED TO FACKING EAT. 

Exam results came today. I'm not too surprised. I can't really be bothered/don't really want to talk about it, tbh, because i feel it's a waste of time, and tbh, i can't really be arsed typing it all... a handful of grapes and a sneaky wee cake thing in between. And i'm fucking hungry. But i'm determined because i'm pretty much a fat bitch :). i wonder how long this diet will last.

Today i feel completely different. I had a little bit of a breakdown last night, because it came to a realization that i was really alone, that there isn't actually anyone here/there/with me, on friday...imaginable. it all banks on tuesday. my whole fucking future is determined on tuesday. i'm going to university. and my life is going to be fucking miserable. i might as well kill myself now.

  It's like a horrible big massive black hole that just fucking sucks everything into it and leaves me standing, as usual, all by myself. And i can't quite work out whether it's me, it's me, it's me, or... if you're that person, male or female, then please just tell me? and i've also just realised; there's a fucking tear in my eye. it's a sign of fucking weakness and i fucking loathe this tear.

Holy crap, I know I said while I was away on holiday that I'd write my journal entries down and then copy them into here once I was back, but I actually didn't do it :/ Tbh, there wasn't much interesting... But i still don't understand. Anyway, meh, i'm not back into the swing of things. I'll start this pish back up tomorrow. oh, and i recommend Hancock. Will Smith is fit as FOOOOOK.   :D

Found out this morning that i'm going on holiday tomorrow morning. I haven't really done anything, and i can't be bothered to type down what i actually did, because nothing was interesting. I'm taking a notepad or something with me tomorrow and i'll write down my livejournal crap in it, and update it here when i come back. Have fun loves :) x

I've fallen in love: http://www.adtrader.co.uk/item_detail.php?aid=22565332&class_id=110&hdl=RENAULT+CLIO+1.2+16V+DYNAMIQUE&prsuid=22565332 And it's not meant to be.

  Well, LOLness. I woke up at about 10am, had my breakfast and then....well, i can't exactly remember. oh, i watched Good Burger, it was hilarious, because i was bored as fuck, tbh. And then about half...and i can just tell they're all totally shitfaced and i'm grumpy because i'm not. i don't even have anyone to get shitfaced with. urghhh. i'm going out to ride Minty for a while i think. fuck off.