Wow, I haven't written here for a while, but I thought it would be appropriate to, seeing as I celebrated my 17th birthday a few days ago. Nothing feels much different, I must say, apart from the fact I now have purple hair, but it feels just like being 16. I had my first driving lesson (kinda) with my mum taking me up the lane and showing me the basics. Did OK actually, lots of stalling, but that's all normal. Allegedly. Actually, my parents are driving me pretty mental at the moment. They've basically stopped me from having any sort of social life whatsoever. I cannot WAIT to move out. And they're paying for my new house, so it's all good. College-wise, I did all my exams, finished the day before my birthday, thank the lord, and am going back next week, to start the A2 courses and all that. It'll just be nice to see people again. Because of my parents' ridiculous behaviour, I've had to turn down THREE social events today. That's not an attempt to make me sound more popular than I am, by the way. And my love life is amazing, for the first time in....well, ever. Me and my wonderful boyfriend celebrated our three month anniversary yesterday, and it's honestly been a fabulous three months. It's weird, sometimes we discuss being together for a LOT longer than three months, and it doesn't seem impossible. My mum asked us if we were planning to get a house together for uni, and I said yes without any hesitation. Though of course, this'll jinx everything, and he'll break up with me tomorrow. Not. Music? Lots of good stuff about at the moment. I'm pretty obsessed with a Brazilian band called Bonde Do Role, who are apparently friends with CSS. They are AMAZING. And I got the Kings of Leon album for my birthday. They're a band that just get better and better with every album. And that's a very rare thing. I'm very very sleepy now, I'll try to do the whole writing a daily entry thing, as I plan to use this as my therapy. So if you all find it boring, I couldn't care less. Peace out. x

Yeah, I've been listening to that ^^ for ages now. What a song. Ignore the fact that it's basically a regurgitated version of Losing My Edge, and DANCE. And I've completely fallen head over heels in love with Patrick Wolf. Bought Wind in the Wires at the weekend, and I haven't stopped listening to it. Especially the title track. "It's a sigh of wild electricity." Beautiful. Sorry for the incoherent previous entry. I was a bit tired and over-emotional. I'm OK now. I love the feeling when you listen to an album you haven't heard for a while, and you remember just how much you love it. That happened today with I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning by Bright Eyes. I also love when songs remind you of people. Of course, the people and the meanings change, but the songs MEAN something to you, and that is a wonderful thing indeed. Life is great for me at the moment, I really can't complain at all. Which makes me feel bad in a way. When I read the poetic way people put things in these journals, and their problems and what they have to deal with. Over and out. x

I love that song. I'm nearly crying. I don't like the way my emotions sometimes grab me by the throat and refuse to let go. Like, I'm so happy at the moment, everything is going great, but then that makes me think, "Well, the only way is down really, isn't it????" Which I shouldn't think. See, I can be an optimist through the tough times, but as soon as I get happy, I get all paranoid and think, "OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK." And now, I'm happy. See? Over the course of five minutes, my mood changed. Sometimes I'm so fucking schizophrenic. I've got this gigantic pile of books to read in my room. It doesn't frighten me, it makes me happy. I miss my boyfriend so fucking much right now. But I'll see him Saturday, and we'll make up for lost time then, so that makes me happy. I could go on all night. But I won't. I've rambled a bit. It's cos I'm tired and a little emotionally unstable. I decided I DO like the Willy Mason album. Not as much as his first one, but I still like it lots. Peace out mofos. x

I'm not sure how I feel about the new Willy Mason album. It's a lot more downbeat than the first one. But just as beautiful. Yep, the date went as great as expected! And when he asked me out, I felt like the happiest and luckiest girl alive. It's a bit weird, the relationship thing. And the fact that we don't go to the same college sucks. I miss him so so so so much right now. So thank God for MSN and mobile phones :) But it made me appreciate long distance relationships a lot more. I know it's not the same, as he lives about half an hour away from me, but I can relate. Sucks though. I really don't like Sundays. The only thing that improves them is the fact Lost is on. I'm way too obsessed with that programme. And how funny is Anchorman???? Only got round to watching it today. Hilarious. Stay classy, San Diego. x

I tell you what, I read some journals and think, "God, why am I even bothering keeping a journal when people have real stuff going on in their lives and can phrase it all beautifully?" So there we are. Life's all good at the moment, no complaints at all. The friend of a friend? We're pretty much going out now :) College? Lots of work, but having fun, and learning so much stuff about the world. My friends? I've realised just how lucky I am. They're always there for me, always cheer me up, I always have fun with them. :) So, no complaints at all! Therefore, I don't really think there's any point in keeping a journal. BUT AH WELL. I guiltily admit that I'm quite enjoying the new Fall Out Boy album. Laterz. x

I AM IN LOVE WITH HOWLING BELLS RIGHT NOW. Their music's so sexy. Have to buy the album at the weekend. Life's gooooooood at the mo. The friend of a friend has just asked me out on a date next weekend, didn't see that coming.....even though my best friend (who is no longer pissing me off, we had words) predicted he would. And I'm nervous. Seeing as the last date I had went so so so so bad. But I thought of it this way. Seeing as the last guy I liked turned out to be such a fool, it paved the way for the new guy. Like my friend said, "Thank the silly bastard, he was doing you a favour." True. I don't really want to mention my friends' names in here, so I keep having to say, "my friend" so it makes me sound silly. I might go with initials. Yeah, look out for plenty of initials in my next entry! Friday tomorrow, hurrah! It's been a long week this week, it's sucked bad. But I've had fun, so it's not all bad. Night night. x

OH NO. I've completely jinxed myself. I say nothing happens to me, and then a lovely guy comes out of nowhere and charms me to the point of ridiculousness. I think I mentioned a friend of a friend who added me on MySpace a few days back. We've been talking so much this last few days, and doing some major flirting. And he's not the kind of guy I normally go for. Some might say he's pretty much a male version of myself. But dammit, I've never been so charmed by one guy EVER. I know I'm falling for him, I just know it. ARGH. And the guy I like, I'm sure there's sexual tension there. I'll be in the common room, and then he'll look as if he's about to come over and talk to me, but he never does. But hey, that's probably wishful thinking. I do that a LOT. Hugs and stars. x

Today was pretty damn uneventful. Oooh, apart from the fact that I got invited to this random's birthday party at the weekend. There's not that many of us going either, just the normal lot from the common room. SO IT'S ALL PEOPLE I LIKE. But yeah, that guy's going....I just know I'm gonna get hammered and end up doing something remarkably stupid. My friend told me to drink moderately, but I'm such a lightweight. Yesterday was so much fun though. I haven't laughed quite that much in a long, long, long time. I'm not even sure what I was laughing about to be honest, but whatever it was, it was pretty damn funny. Seriously, I feel like nothing is going on in my life at the mo. But I'm very very happy indeed. Ha, this is such a boring journal..... Peace out to Chuck Norris. x

PARTY GOT CANCELLED. About ten minutes before I left the house as well. Pfft. So I spent ages sitting on my bed, in my going-out clothes. Prompting my father to come in and laugh at me. Not in a mean way though, I adore my father. He seems always amazed by the stuff I do, which amuses me as well. Ha, just spent ages talking to one of my friend's friends on MySpace. Never met him in my life, but he seems to know virtually everyone I know. And he's best friends with the girl who I think is in love with me. Further evidence follows as his first comment opened with, "Yeah, she talks about you all the time." Maybe I'm just paranoid. YAY COLLEGE TOMORROW! I must be the only person in the world looking forward to college and the end of half-term. But I get to see all of my wonderful friends. And other people :) That's it for tonight, I think. Nothing interesting to be said. Peace out. x

OW. I've got a banging headache. But excited about tomorrow. Party. First to house, then under bridge to do drinking, raving and marshmallow toasting. So, it's all good. Apart from the fact my supposed "best friend" is pissing me off to the MAX. And I feel so bad saying it, but it's true. She's clingy and steals my friends. So, you might say she's very insecure. And I hate insecure people. I know that's a ridiculous thing to say, and you're probably reading this and thinking, "WHAT A BITCH" but it's hard to put into words. But she's getting on my nerves. And I just know I'm gonna get very drunk tomorrow and tell her EXACTLY what I think of her. And I'll probably ring the guy I like. Even though I actually stole his number from my friend, while drunk a few weeks back. Ah, quel dommage. My day's been OK. Mum took me to see Hot Fuzz for the second time, then we went for Starbucks. That's been my half-term really, spending time with the family. Which has been quite nice, as luckily, me and my family get on well. This is the point where I've run out of things to say. Peace and fucking. x