An on-going rant.

This is going to start sorta hereish and be written for as long as I feel necessary and about what I want to talk about.

I do not like being here.

Becky's cool.  I like Becky because we just give each other "looks" about the stupid shit  my mum says.  Like:

Becky: Does it say what time it starts?

Me: No

Mum: Does it say what time it starts?

(insert look here)

Me: No.

Becky's young enough to accept my mum.  Rachael doesn't like her - that's obvious and I've never met her - because she's too old to accept her, like I am with Dave, but there we are.

My head hurts.

I wanna listen to the Gaga megamix Jack put on my memory stick but I can't because I'm with people.

I feel sick with hunger.

I wish I'd gone out today.

I wish I was with Jack.

I hope Kati will take me away from my mother tomorrow.

Food now.  More later.

I've been thinking about Leah Kelly today.

(The one who ruined my year 4)

I think that she's the reason I ignore what I don't like about myself, and am confident.  The reason I decieve myself so much.

I want a hug.

I feel like nothing.

Good night.