The price of anonymity.

1 oktober 2011 kl. 07:07

so im sitting here on my bed. shoes on. listening to jazz. uploaded some shit photos on dv. feel sick as shit. can't believe i got through the fever and other crap i felt this morning. now i'm just kind of waiting for the sun to come out. but i guess it's too late for that. it's almost 3pm. not the best start to october.
happy it's almost summer here, rather than autumn. you can't even tell it's autumn here. in fact, there's only really winter and summer in australia.

i keep buying fruit loops .. it's terrible. surely that's not the healthiest breakfast.

i really don't like being left alone during the day. especially on a saturday. because if i don't do anything, that is.. study. then i'm going to feel guilty when my friend comes back. and i just sit there, in the seat i've sat in for the last few hours, and give this look like. i just couldn't.

well that's not going to happen today. i hope. i have to borrow a book anyway.

i went out to buy a tomato. yes, a tomato. there's this grocery store up the road a little. i went out wearing this australia shirt i bought for my friend, and this huge monki hoodie i don't like that much. and people were just staring at me. damn. i can't stand people that stare. i guess people need to keep this us and them idea pretty strong in their heads.

i kept thinking that i'd start a public blog. this summer. but it'd just be copying all the other ones anyway. (and they copy others, too) .. in the end they're all the same.

so what's the plan guys. i guess ill go and shower. put on a bra. HAHA and .. what . spend ages drying my hair. fuck no. i hate this idiotic thing. can't go outside looking like trash because when you do everyone wants to stare. HAVEN'T YOU EVER SEEN AN UGLY UNWASHED PERSON BEFORE?!
i guess not.

shit.

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so what now. what now. look how i've spent the first day of october. not a good start. damn damn daaaaamn ..

my head hates me. my own self hates me! i'm sick and can't get better.

alright fuck it. i wish i had a bath. instead. just this idiot shower next to a window that can't close properly. IT'S FREEZING.. no wonder i don't like showering. it's too cold to get out of, then you've gotta walk through a million rooms (ok maybe just one and a half) to get back here.

sometimes i sound exactly like my ex- bestfriend. and i hate it. i could imagine exactly what her blog would be like. except she's bigger than a blog. doesn't need one.
maybe some people are just happy talking with their family and one other acquaintance. maybe some people don't really need friends.

in any case. back to the point . (man im happy no one reads these things) .. it's 15.06. if i spend 15 in the shower (10 in the shower, 5 getting back to the room) .. and another 15 drying/clothes on.. i have no fucking idea. i'm hating the whole animal testing bullshit too. cosmetics and all this fucking fake bullshit. hate it all.
hate being stared at though.
what's the price of anonymity?

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