Getting ready for my date with Sarah, colourful paper mobiles and floral printed origami cranes tomorrow morning. It's times like these I feel like a cleanse, from everything infecting my mind and soul (trivial items in life such as facebook and mobile phones) but we're so dependant that its hard to disconnect.
I wish I didn't care. I wish I didn't care about who's popular, who hangs out with all the cool kids, who knows what to wear and how to act. I wish I didn't care about how I looked, and how I wish I looked. I don't want to care, sometimes I just feeling like being a plain bland Annie who wears white tshirts, jeans and black volleys who didn't spend half her pay on clothes she buys just to make up for looks. Someone who was just normal and could land someone who would appreciate what she really was inside. Someone who didn't have to try so hard to be or become someone that she wasn't really.
Fuck.
It's times like these that I can't help but think what certain people are doing with their minutes at this time of the day ending. Are they sharing it with someone special? Just lounging on the couch with microwaved dinners? Driving out and wasting their souls with alcohol? Getting ready with some needed rest for the day to come?
I wonder if anyone cares what I'm doing now. In case they were wondering,
I spent the day time with lovely Hannah in Subiaco on the prowl for new bathers for her possession. Accomplished and all, we then went to a store called Mr Sparrow which I believe is way better than any Pigeonhole and probably pre historic to Pigeonhole anyway. I guess their products and all are different but all these organic nicely smelt stores are all the same shit in one way or another.
Gotta go thread my paper loves,
till next time.
Xoxo
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