now playing: Planet Hell by Nightwish

SAT OUT IN THE GARDEN C:

It's lovely and warm outside. Got the garden loungers out and chatting with the next-door neighbour.

Like it says, today was extremely frustrating. I woke up at the usual time of 6.30am ready for college. My first lesson started at 11.30, which it takes me over an hour to get to college, so I could chill before class. Then went to class to find it was cancelled, and we had work left for us to read through. Cancelled. My only lesson of the day. Bad. Times. Maybe he could have sent us an e-mail? Modern technology of today allows that now, Gary.

Due to my ever growing frustration, I left work that I need to do tonight for tomorrow, at college. So I'm going to have to improvise every-fucking-thing. Oh my days.

So instead, spend the day with another in the same situation, and luckily I had brought my laptop to college, so browsed through my many, many, many gigabytes of music. Killed a lot of time.

The air has suddenly got cold. This calls for my hoodie.

What is also bad is that I do not have a sophisticated topic to talk about, other than complain about the one above. This is more like a diary extract now. Dayum. AH HA! I know...

The child next-door to me. She is nearly 5 years old, and still can't form proper words or string sentences together. Why isn't this worrying the mother? The fact that the girl's parents have hardly spoken to her in an educational manner, such as reading to her? It seems the mother has no clue. Plus, the child is extremely demanding - used to getting what she wants. As soon as someone so much as advises the kid not to do something before she gets hurt, she cries. And screams. And throws a paddy. This kid will go to school soon, and is going to get what she needs. Children these days know how to stand up for themselves. She will get a shock. Plus, she's already riddled with head lice. Sometimes I feel like taking her in and sorting her out. I know I'm only 18, and people would be like, "What do you know? You're not even mature enough." Yeah, maybe, but I'd still have a damn good go at it.

I think I should leave the mothering subject until tomorrow. STOP.

Another college day...

I IZ IN PAJAMIES!

Well, today was fun! 1 of 2 lessons cancelled, so a huuuuuuge waste of time. But then lunch consisted of KFC and milkshakes. I'm gonna be sooo fat...

The sweetehs! Oh my days. They got shoved up our noses, as seen below...

Good times! Anyway...

Song writing has been really crap recently. I just don't seem to have any inspiration. I don't want to write about the same old stuff, such as relationships, and teen angst for example. That stuff is way too overdone. But then come to think of it, what else is there worth writing about? Unless you constantly suffer bad experiences with health, family or subjects from the past. People always tell you to be original. But so many people are trying, ideas can be taken so easily. As a guitarist for an in-the-process-of-formation band, the pressure is on, and it is so frustrating. For me, nothing really that eventful has happened to me. I don't think people would want to listen to a song about someone's new full-time job in finance - can't see that catching on somehow...

There is one song that I wrote quite a while back, when I was experiencing frustration of maturing with an overprotective mother. I'm sure many teenagers like me have gone through that at some point. Looking at it, I think this one has potential.

I think I just need more time.

Tummy ache...

Hello.

Well, the interview could have been better or worse. The fact that I burn up in the face and take in so much air that I can't breathe doesn't really help tbh. Plus, the guy had a brummy accent. But, I tried my best.

I'm in one of those moods where I can't wait for my mum to stop talking, that's all she has done all day. I just want to be left to my own devices.

I'm also worrying about a friend right now. I'm getting a weird vibe from him, even if it is over Facebook messenger thingybob.

Ah, well. I have a 5 hour gap between my lessons tomorrow. May go see teh boyfriend C:

I'm always chuffing signing up to stuff...

INTERVIEW TODAY :(

I don't even want the job anymore since my current work place offered me a full time placement ready for leaving college.

I'm sat in my little armchair with the laptop, and need to go to bed. But I can't. Can't be arsed getting up. This is making me sound soooooo lazy...

Right, me. Wanna know? Meh. Well, I'm Katherine, 18, at college studying psychology, geography and finance. I work in banking. I play a B-E-A-utiful Les Paul guitar. Such a pity it's not an original. My iPod goes everywhere with me. Like, everywhere. You don't need to know all this...

What I wanna know is, you know that question and answer website? Formspring.me? It's a breeding ground for cyber-bullying. Seriously. Two of my college friends on there are getting a lot of nasty shit on there and I think it's pretty appalling to be honest. For example, "ive seen you in college, why the fuck do you walk and hang out with melissa armitage, you walk like you two are fit and youre not, and as if you own the place. Also Melissa looks like she has downs syndrome."
It doesn't help that people are allowed to leave comments/questions anonymously. I would be absolutely crushed if anyone posted that stuff to me. Saying that, I am extremely sensitive, so I just fail.