My throooat, gurr.
I've spent practically all day baking cup cakes. I'm not even finished, i've got the fillings and toppings to do tomorrow morning then make a tower. meh. But its for my mums birthday.
On my mum and step dad, I dont have a clue what the hells going on...I have to say, I dont actually care anymore. My mums stupid mid life crisis/nervous breakdown. I wish she wouldnt cry to me, she's never really been there when I've needed her the most.
Although I am mega excited about going to NY at christmas, the day after my birthday. I've been Checking out New York Adorned and I seen a beautiful tattoo I liked, I dont want it, but I'd like something similar, I dont know what the prospects of getting it done or getting in contact and asking to design it for me and maybe giving my card details over the phone for the $50 deposit. Now I'm unsure wether to go there or Flyrite in Brooklyn. grr, decisions
I cant remember wether I wrote about getting to see my best friend...it was good anyway. I got really let down by a so called friend the other night, we planned to go out and he never even bothered fucking texting me, if i hadnt text to ask what time to meet he wouldnt have bothered his arse. I ended up going out anyway with my brothers girlfriend, Allison, who's pretty funny. We had a great time and Graham is mad now because we've been spending loads of time together. I'm older than her haha...well she helped me with the cupcakes and she's persuaded me to join the gym up here so when I'm home I can go with her.
I can never just look normal can I...where we went out was full of tangerines in mini skirts that were showing WAY too much kebab. I did not care much for it. The words "don't touch me" were used alot and my usual "NOOO" to fucking lecherous guys. ick.
I've spent practically all day baking cup cakes. I'm not even finished, i've got the fillings and toppings to do tomorrow morning then make a tower. meh. But its for my mums birthday.
On my mum and step dad, I dont have a clue what the hells going on...I have to say, I dont actually care anymore. My mums stupid mid life crisis/nervous breakdown. I wish she wouldnt cry to me, she's never really been there when I've needed her the most.
Although I am mega excited about going to NY at christmas, the day after my birthday. I've been Checking out New York Adorned and I seen a beautiful tattoo I liked, I dont want it, but I'd like something similar, I dont know what the prospects of getting it done or getting in contact and asking to design it for me and maybe giving my card details over the phone for the $50 deposit. Now I'm unsure wether to go there or Flyrite in Brooklyn. grr, decisions
I cant remember wether I wrote about getting to see my best friend...it was good anyway. I got really let down by a so called friend the other night, we planned to go out and he never even bothered fucking texting me, if i hadnt text to ask what time to meet he wouldnt have bothered his arse. I ended up going out anyway with my brothers girlfriend, Allison, who's pretty funny. We had a great time and Graham is mad now because we've been spending loads of time together. I'm older than her haha...well she helped me with the cupcakes and she's persuaded me to join the gym up here so when I'm home I can go with her.
I can never just look normal can I...where we went out was full of tangerines in mini skirts that were showing WAY too much kebab. I did not care much for it. The words "don't touch me" were used alot and my usual "NOOO" to fucking lecherous guys. ick.