This blog has the potential to be stupid and lame but I'll write it anyway.
First, spot the kitty (that little rubber ball is her obsession)
There are very few people I connect completely to. I tend to be very awkward and I always say the wrong thing which makes it incredibly difficult for me to make friends. This wasn't improved by the fact that I spent 13years at a catholic all girls school which was really close minded.
This is me back then with my group of friends:
Those uniforms were fucking crap! If you don't recognise me I'm on the far left with the goofy fringe. All but one of these friends SUCK. I have tried very hard to continue to be close and to ask how they are since we left school, but to no avail. I thought it was just me, but a friend came to visit from overseas and they did the same thing. They have morphed into selfish old women who think going to bed at ten is late. What kind of students are they??
I have 3 very close friends but; just my luck; they all like overseas and even when the one returns she is going off to varsity in Grahamstown 15hours away.
Her name is Robz. This is us in about January 2008 on a rowing tour:
She is insane and makes me feel more fun. She spent a gap year at a fancy boarding school called Canford which means she can see my other friend Vicky a lot (she lives in Gilford)
Here they are in Brighton, having a whole lot of fun while I sit here wishing:
This is Vicky:
My third and final friend is called Ben and he lives in Mallorca working on a private yacht.
This is him and me at a 60's party in 2007:
He was my first boyfriend, he taught me how to kiss, which he was very good at. He asks me questions that I am too afraid to ask myself. I am actually very lucky at the moment because he arrived here for a holiday this morning and came to see me straight from the airport. I frikkin miss that boy.
I feel so out of things, if Bjorn can't go somewhere, I have no one. I invited a from school friend to come with me to a party and she just never showed, another indication that they are all selfish bitches.
I just wish that I had friendships here that are outside Bjorn's group of friends, I get along with them amazingly well, even the girls (girls usually hate me). But if Bjorn and I were to break up (which would tear me up enough) I would lose them.
I want moments like this again:
Feel free to laugh a lot at my retarded face pressed up against the window.
I really appreciate SG, I think it is making me a little less socially retarded.
Sigh, well as usual, love on these beauties, they all deserve it. And congrats to Diaz who went live today
First, spot the kitty (that little rubber ball is her obsession)
There are very few people I connect completely to. I tend to be very awkward and I always say the wrong thing which makes it incredibly difficult for me to make friends. This wasn't improved by the fact that I spent 13years at a catholic all girls school which was really close minded.
This is me back then with my group of friends:
Those uniforms were fucking crap! If you don't recognise me I'm on the far left with the goofy fringe. All but one of these friends SUCK. I have tried very hard to continue to be close and to ask how they are since we left school, but to no avail. I thought it was just me, but a friend came to visit from overseas and they did the same thing. They have morphed into selfish old women who think going to bed at ten is late. What kind of students are they??
I have 3 very close friends but; just my luck; they all like overseas and even when the one returns she is going off to varsity in Grahamstown 15hours away.
Her name is Robz. This is us in about January 2008 on a rowing tour:
She is insane and makes me feel more fun. She spent a gap year at a fancy boarding school called Canford which means she can see my other friend Vicky a lot (she lives in Gilford)
Here they are in Brighton, having a whole lot of fun while I sit here wishing:
This is Vicky:
My third and final friend is called Ben and he lives in Mallorca working on a private yacht.
This is him and me at a 60's party in 2007:
He was my first boyfriend, he taught me how to kiss, which he was very good at. He asks me questions that I am too afraid to ask myself. I am actually very lucky at the moment because he arrived here for a holiday this morning and came to see me straight from the airport. I frikkin miss that boy.
I feel so out of things, if Bjorn can't go somewhere, I have no one. I invited a from school friend to come with me to a party and she just never showed, another indication that they are all selfish bitches.
I just wish that I had friendships here that are outside Bjorn's group of friends, I get along with them amazingly well, even the girls (girls usually hate me). But if Bjorn and I were to break up (which would tear me up enough) I would lose them.
I want moments like this again:
Feel free to laugh a lot at my retarded face pressed up against the window.
I really appreciate SG, I think it is making me a little less socially retarded.
Sigh, well as usual, love on these beauties, they all deserve it. And congrats to Diaz who went live today
with an awesome body 
Dr Zippo will cure all Wit's problems!
I hope this blog hasn't made you go like this:
Pyke 
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hollystar:
hi baby!!!! 
tevyn:
thank you, honey!