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Never underestimate the love a girl woman has for her hooch.
RIP 11/07/96 - 23/10/06

I use to be able to write the most beautiful paragraphs, the right words always seemed to pour from my brain into my fingertips with such ease but lately my talent has been fading away due to lack of practice and lack of faith. In this journal you will not find an eloquent tongue or beautiful, profound text but the ramblings of a twenty something woman who is starting to realise that she has become lost in a world that she once owned. You will find that I talk about my daily activities with a lackluster tone and if you look closely enough you will see that I am bored with waiting for my life to begin. You will see that I simply go through the motions of life forever waiting for my adulthood to start not realising that it started the moment I started supporting myself.

I will not bore you any longer but please be aware that I am British and therefore I spell things a little differently than Americans as well as using different words to describe the same thing. For example, your tire becomes my tyre, your color because my colour and the Z in realizing fades to an s in realising. I also refer to your cell phone as my mobile, your TV becomes my telly and so forth. So enjoy my journal for all that it is worth.


Rich & I. <3 13.10.07 <3