l. I didn't talk with him today and I had so much to tell him! He is just like a brother to me. I wish he was my brother. I wish he had his english lesson.
I'm fed up with w's behaviour. When I talked with her yesterday she was all 'I hate a I don't want to go with her anywhere, the camp will be bullshit, I'll help you tell a we don't want her to go with us' and today, when a wanted me to tell her about the camp, I begged w to come too, but she said nothing. No help. She just sat there and every minute she asked me if she could go now. At one stage I wanted to kill her. And when a had asked her whether she has anything against her sleeping in the same room as ours she was all fine with everything. w told g, that she didn't care if a went with us (according to z and I believe z). I've heard a completley different story. Sooner or later she'll choke on that for sure, because you can't keep everyone happy without offending others. I talked with her about this and she didn't seem to care much. Suddenly, I don't want to go to camp at all, I'd much rather go to the open'er, which my dad said I could go and he would happily go with me.
Today I noticed that my eyes aren't special, my friends' are so pretty and mine are just average. Who would want to wake up every morning and see those grey balls bore into their face? Not t, that's for sure.
I LOVE FRANZ FERDINAND.
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