As a person who is, and always been, awful at stringing her words together eloquently (admittedly probably due to my social anxiety and general awkwardness) it's kind of odd that I have this obsession with pretty words. I love learning new weird and wonderful words and proceeding to (try and) sprinkle them throughout my vocabulary… Continue reading Pretty words
Being spaced out isn't great. I wish I didn't feel it 90% of the time. I hate it so much but I can't help thinking about all sorts of 'weird and wonderful' questions, which I believe are a trigger of my general state of out-spaced-ness. It happens so randomly too. I'll be walking through the corridors all happy (as you can be in school) and then BAM!
It's sweltering. I'm actually beginning to melt. How the hell is it 28° in England?! The road outside my house was melting! This heat is inescapable - last night I tried to flip my pillow over to get the cold side and THERE WASo NO COLD SIDE!