I'm actually planning on buying myself a really nice journal sometime this week, because I love the idea of keeping a diary but have never had the patience or control to manage to do it. So I figured, if I own a really neat journal then I might be more motivated to write in it all the time. I think I'll probably still write this when I get the journal, because I guess I wouldn't write any of this stuff in there. They will both be completely different so why not? Also, since I'm taking Art again for the next two years, and I don't do any drawing or artwork, I may draw in my journal as well as write. If I can be bothered, which to be honest I don't think I will but I'm all for planning things to happen (but then expecting them not to actually happen).
That's actually what has happened today, and it's put me in a rate bad mood I tell you! Seriously, I don't even know why I ever get my hopes up any more because any plans I make always fall through, and then I'm left miserable and disappointed. I was really excited for today as well, I even set my alarm for 10.30am so that I would have plenty of time to be up and ready and showered to go out. Then I got a text off Liam saying his mum told him he has to go out with family tonight so he can't come to the cinema with me. I was like, oh never mind it's all right. But really I'd had an inkling that he was going to say that, because when we had planned to go shopping in Manchester on Wednesday he told me he couldn't go any more because his dad wanted him to help him buy their new car. Oh well, we'll just go another day.
Also though, I was going to go to Ste's in 15minutes to watch Cherrybomb and play Monopoly and drink booze and order in a pizza. Then he was going to drop me off at the cinema so my mum didn't have to find out that I'd been drinking. But now I'm really not in the mood, I just want to sit here being grumpy and do fuck all. Which is what I'm going to do because I told Ste that I couldn't come any more and we'd have to do it another day. I'm so mean, but I don't even care today because I'm in a foul mood.
So today my plans consist of sitting on here all day in my dressing gown until I can be bothered to go and see if I can get the iron to work. Then when it still doesn't work I may get changed so that my mum doesn't tell me that I'm lazy when she gets back at teatime from Wales (oh and here's something, she went to visit my aunt who I love to bits, and I would have liked to go but I told Pippyroll I'd go into town with her yesterday so I stayed home. Then I went into town after mum had left, and it was lovely and I bought a calendar. But it was a bit crap because it was a Sunday, so we walked back to my house and watched Dr. Doolittle and that was nice. Then I text Kate and asked if she'd like to come round because I was pretty much home alone except for my brother, but she never replied so I had a crap night. Then it got even more crap because I got informed that my favourite cousin was also in Wales with my mum, so I didn't get to see her! Then I cheered up a bit because I made all my plans for today so it was a good compromise. But now I really wish I could have gone to Wales because my two days have been utter bollocks! Ooh, but on the plus side when my mum comes home she will have got my D of E Bronze book signed so I can hand that it and it will finally be finished. Plus, she will have a check for me from my aunt for £110!! This is because I did well in my GCSEs. Sound!) Right, then after I've got changed I will either come back on here or watch TV and just generally be a lazy slob all day. Great.
Ugh, I'll stop moaning. For now. Bye
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