this is my face.

...covered in freckles,
with the occasional spot and some veins.

i haven't written in here for a while because, y'know what, there's more to life than facebook and msn. why can't we just wait until the next day to share gossip? it'd give us so much more to talk about. this may seem a little silly, but in my little group at school, if you weren't on msn/facebook last night and you missed the gossip, you're gonna get excluded. we've got this little power craze going on - everybody wants to be the leader. so we belittle each other, trying to get the last word. whoever gets hurt the most, loses. we spend half our lives going "eughh," at the mirror, destroying what little self-confidence we have, when we could be having fun. bloody stupid.

this is my body,
covered in skin and not all of it you can see.

why do we care so much about our appearence? i'm not actually asking for an answer; there are so many, we could have a discussion going on and on for days. but for me, it's all to do with how people see me. if everyone liked blue eyelashes, i'd paint them blue. yeah, i'm silly.

and this is my mind,
it goes over and over all of the same lines.

and yes, i'm not perfect (difficult boy!) but i'm trying to be the best i can. if i mess it up, well, doesn't everyone? me and difficult boy have been arguing again, over who said what and me giving his bracelet back. i'm sick and tired of it, so i wrote him a note, apologising. i'm here if he wants me, but, as rhett butler said, "even the most enduring love eventually wears out." and by love i mean platonic love, like how lulu loves jammy. we'll see what happens.

i'm singing uh-oh on a friday night and i hope everything's gonna be alright...