Ok so things have changed. I feel less shit about myself. I may be starting to get back in sync with my friends. I hope so anyway. New people too. Which is not as awkward as it seems, surprisingly. My 18th is coming up, not sure wether or not to look forward to it or not. My birthdays haven't exactly been great in the past. Well they were ok when I was with friends. Family ruined it. So this year, no family on my bday. Just drinking, smoking (weed), possibly getting a tattoo, depending on how much money Dad leaves for me in the morning. I have stopped eating quite a bit, except when I have munchies, then it's impossible to resist Doritos. I hate being in Nottingham most of the time, cuz I sit and talk to myself like a crazy person. I miss having a best friend. I miss my dog. I miss my sister. I miss hugs, and being a prat with people. God help me I even miss Rawlins. Meh. Mmf has become a big part of my life again (shush don't tell anyone), simply because it's the only thing to do that takes my mind off the shittyness of the world.

But ho-hum, life goes on.