I went hairdressers today and I got a side fringe... it's the first time I've had a fringe and it's harder for me because I have curly hair. For once I actually feel good about myself... if actually looks ok and everyone seems to like it. I mean it will be different when I do my own hair but it's good I have the potential to look decent.. It was well scary when she cut it but I'm glad she did!

I do voulntary work at a charity shop near my school... It's not that bad but today I finished my usual jobs early and had to help sort out... there was this keyring... a guiniess one and I looked at it, I played with it for a bit and realized it had a small knife in it... nobody was watching me and I slipped it in my pocket... I feel so guilty and I don't know what to do... I've always had urges to steal things and when I was younger I stole things a lot... but what's worse is I'm taking money...

Grrrr... I'm such an idiot! I was walking to the bus stop and the stress of everything (especially my English stress) was getting to me and I cut on the palm of my hand... it bled for ages which was good and made me feel fresh... but now I have to make sure I keep my hand balled... I mean it's easy to cover but such a pain... and honey/exfoliating is not working!!!!! I guess I'll have to try something else soon...! Life sucks!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... I'VE LOST MY BLADE!!!!!! WHAT DO I DO??? I NEED MY OLD BLADE!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE MORE BUT THEY'RE RUBBISH IN COMPARISON!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO IT COULD BE ANYWHERE! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Ugh thank god! My parents evening actually went well... teachers were dead nice and didn't focus on the fact I'm never listening just said I have a 'good work ethic'. SO relieved, I thought they were gunna have a go that although I'm deadly silent I'm always in my own world. In fact I only had one bad appointment and that was textiles... I don't care about textiles, pointless subject, don't know why I picked it, all I do is trap my finger in the machine I can't work. Although I shouldn't be having...

I've ran out of cardigans, and now I have to wear a T-shirt because I don't have any sleeves! Everything is covered in honey from where I'm trying to get rid of them and it's not even working!, I guess I'll just have to wear them though or I'll be busted to all It is nice to have my arm showing though, O well, back to life really, a day of stickyness...