Just been thinking.

You know what I don't get, why people publish their life stories on these things. I mean, I took most of my story down because I realised it was pretty stupid to keep it up here. It makes people vulnerable. I understand blogging, though, it's like a vent. I know, I use mine a lot. People should think about who's going to read it and then choose what's appropriate to say up here. I know it's your blog, not ours, but if you just wanna vent to no one, then type into a Word Document. We don't want to know any of the problems that you aren't meant to be sharing, I mean it really is none of our business ay.

Don't hate me, people, for listening to Taylor Swift, it just happens. She's growing on me.

I miss Michaela and I need a good book. Might go to the library and get one later, if I can be bothered.

I wished things went to plan, I wish I did everything I said I would, I wish things aren't the way they are. I wish I had more freedom. I wish I had a car. My red Saab convertible for $6500. Man I wish I had enough money for it. I wish I could do what I wanted. I wish I didnt have expectations and priorities.