Feel so guilty today. I’m going to be sitting in uni writing this essay which is really getting under my skin. Meanwhile my mum and dad will be going to visit my gran at the cemetery as it’s her birthday. She was my best friend, I am a selfish brat. So concerned with uni and doing well. So angry with myself. I know I shouldn’t be but…
A collection of Britney Spears saying “Baby” in her songs
never taking this off my blog
In which I refuse to write my essay til tomorrow and watch cardcaptor and drink peach juice whilst rocking back on forth on my hello kitty bed spread.
Enveloped in a cloud of depression. Cannot seem to get this fucking essay on the go. So far 175 words and I’m falling asleep and want to cry.