bid a basket

most anticipated movie. beastly.

ribbons and curls.

i pretty much like the whole, living in the present, but there are things about being 17 that aren't that fun. i can't drive yet, so i can't go places easily without having to rely on everyone else. i can't get into gigs to see my friends bands without parental supervision, pretty lame. also i'm 17 in year 12 and at the moment there seems to be no point getting attached to things because i'm just going to leave i think. what if i liked a boy in melbourne but was set on going to sydney. then that would suck because it makes a doubt in my mind. ridiculous. 

women don't eat.

they look at food.

then jump on the treadmill.

yesterday i got to go out for lunch with some people in my mums session at college. it was pretty fun, mums formation group leader person/people are the Potters, so Josiah came and we got to hang... well we didn't for a while... we played a game. Here's how it goes...

there was a window and you could see the escalator go up and down from where we sitting through that window. so me and fran told jo to go and see how many times he could go up and down before the food got here.

eight. just by the way. that is how many

times you can go up and down the 

escalator while waiting for your food

at fasta pasta.

 little girl i've always wondered.
am i more than ribbons and curls

little girl i've always wondered. do i have any        worth.

 so i look to him who makes me who i am and i ask
of him who do you say i am. will i always be this little
girl or is there more to me and ribbons, ribbons and curls

i look around and all i see is people telling me who i should be and that little girl inside of me starts to cry out...