I used to be honest. Not that i'm not honest now. But i don't talk as openly anymore. So maybe i should.

I'm a simple girl. I don't like dramas, and my parents and friends mean the world to me. Which, when you put it down on paper, doesn't make me the most interesting of girls. I don't have wild adventures. But what i do have, i enjoy. I like my life. I like the people in my life. Some of my "friends" think i've changed, how i'm dull now. Maybe i am, but my real friends love me despite it.

Along the way, i met a lovely boy. I guess i didn't need to shout about it, not cuz i wasn't happy and excited. But because i was so happy and exited, and saying it here made it real, and the realer it was, the more disappointed i'd be when it fell apart. But it hasn't fallen apart. And i've gotten to know a really special person. And i'm happy.

And he doesn't hate my dullness. And we row. And he rants at me, and gets pissy and ignores me. And he makes me laugh. And it's not perfect, but i don't think i'd want it to be. I'm very happy getting to know him.

And i sound like some dickhead. Who's this girl, talking about feelings and shit?

I've got some very good friends. And while i may not be over the moon with some aspects of my life, i'm very lucky, cuz i have those good friends, and a mum and dad that love me. And really, i'm very grateful.

I think someone must've spiked my tea. What'm i waffling on about? Whatev, i'm happy.

Happy, dull Daisy is so now. Emo Daisy is yesterdays news.