Hello, everyone. Happy new year.

Sorry I've been kinda absent for the last, what, five months. I'm too lazy to ever write down the entries I compose in my head. :D

After updating last time, I've seen Franz Ferdinand live twice, been bitten by a pony, dyed my hair twice (before the Franz shows both times...), driven around on my scooter a lot and written a novel. (My updated-three-times NaNo journal is lullaby_for.)




This here is Rex. He's a stubborn bastard who's quite mean to little girls and who keeps trying to pull my arms off. He's a dear. :D



And my scooter. There are only about twenty of them in Finland. The picture is sort of crappy, but oh well.


Oh, and there was Christmas. I got a lot of presents, even though I wasn't supposed to get any. I got three books, the Franz Ferdinand DVD and random crap. And a guitar. It's acoustic and probably just about the cheapest model around. Schools generally use it. I have learned that I would make a wonderful bassist, but chords are a bit too difficult for me. Mostly because my fingers are so bloody short. I can barely reach the topmost string. :D

Now I'll whine like the stupid teenager I am, but actually I've been alright lately.

I feel lonely, for some reason. I always start thinking people don't really like me and stuff. And I've started craving human contact, even though I mostly snap at people who try to touch me without my consent. I actually flinch away from some of my friends if they as much as touch my shoulder. Grah. Also, I'm confused. I think I love you, but I don't know how, exactly, I mean that.

And I feel ugly, even though I know I'm not fat or anything. It's just that my face is angular and ugly and I hate my nose and my chin. But I have nice cheekbones, I think. Oh, and most of my weight goes straight to my arse and thighs. I have enormous hips. Wah.

Yes, I think that was it. Just thought I'd let you know I was alive or something. This was probably the most pointless post ever.