THEDECLERATIONS...

TheGroupies will always be TheGroupies. That won't change. For anyone or anything.

I will always love him. In one way or another.

Tasha will always be better than you. And always make me laugh more.

I'm scared as hell of leaving school, but I can't wait to get out of the place.

I'm happier now than I have been since I can remember. All thanks to those few people. [They know who they are.]

I won't fail. Even if it means re-taking them all. I will be a criminal psychologist. And I'll be a damn good one. 'Kay?

If I'm so happy, I've got everything to lose. [Excuse the use of a Subways lyric].

I learnt more this weekend than I have in the last year...about science and child development...but mostly about genuine friends. And for that, I thank Tasha.

Some people just aren't worth it.

He is worth it.

I leave school forever on Friday.

Stevey will always be the guardian angel I need to get me through. And he'll always be the best at it. And he'll always mean everything to me.

TheGroupies = MyWorld. AsInForever.

When I think up more declerations...I shall add them.

Perfect Little Girl

So I'm at home, ill, bored, fed up, sick of finding nothing to do so that I have to sit and do nothing, which gives my thoughts way too much time to develop. I'm sick of this. The unnecessary teenage drama that overshadows the things that really matter, like the situation with Suzi. It's hard. I spoke to Henry yesterday, and it was clear he was suspicious of my motives, of whether I want to hurt Suzi. I don't. I want to protect her. I'm so worried about her. But I know that...I know that she probably wants nothing to do with me. After all, it was me who swore I'd stay and get through this with her, and at the first sign of trouble, I walked away. I know that was my mistake, and yeah, I still want to help the girl, but it was putting stress on my schoolwork which at this moment in time, with the GCSE's being in 4 weeks, is pretty vital. But I'll get there.

Most of all right now, I'm sick of pretending to be okay. I'm sick of having a problem and shutting it out because of other people's problems being "more important". I'm sick of not telling people how I feel. I'm sick of having to hold it in. I'm sick of having to crush ice cubes instead of cutting [thank you Mike, for the tip, it helps], and I'm sick right now...just sick of everything. And that...that is the reason that I started this blog. Because I don't really see anybody from my group of friends inside or outside of school seeing it unless I give them the url, and I like it that way. I just want somewhere to be me. I think right now, that I deserve it.