...until I move to Amsterdam. For a year. Excellent :)
Sadly, until then I have no money and therefore very little life. I've spent an entire day browsing websites looking at clothes I can't afford and trying to decide what new haircut to get. Thrilling. It must be almost as boring reading about it as doing it. Except reading about it is over much sooner, I've been doing it since I crawled out of bed around 1pm.
All I want in my life, besides an end to testing eye-liner on rabbits and a training contract is this:
It's absolutely perfect. I can think of 1000's of occasions to wear it. Dear God/Father Christmas, can I have it now please?
I did actually do one interesting thing the other day, I saw Inception. Which I absolutely loved. I won't ruin it in case you don't know the ending, but fucking hell is it annoying. I'm convinced he wasn't though. Wasn't watch? Watch the damn film and you'll find out.
Oh, I also think I may be dieing. Not in the we are all dying slowly as each second goes by way but a I think my brain might explode way. Great. P.S God, see I'm dying, can I have the dress first though? Some people might call it a few headaches, I call it a possible brain tumour. I am in no way melodramatic or a hypochondriac, just so you know.
I should probably stop taking up Internet space now. I absolutely, almost definitely, won't write again until I have something to say. That's a massive lie, I'm enjoying it.
Over and Out
Ally
x
P.S I've been reading a military novel, I'm not just a massive weirdo. The Kindly Ones. Check it out, it's amazing.
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