Haven't written for ages! i need some new friends. all the friends i have on here haven't been on their journals for months and months and fresh friends i can talk to ! a lot happened over the summer. whilst i was in vancouver one of my friends called me in my hotel and asked if we could meet up. now at first i thought whhhhhhhat?! she knows im in canada and she's in england so how can we meet up? so i politely said, and i dare say without laughing, daiiis im in north america im afraid. now, i was shocked with her response, and already uneasy with her tone a voice. she sounded out of breath and her throat sounded choked up as if she was about to start crying. "and im in the east." at this point my parents were intrigued by the conversation - i mean come on who calls a 17 year old girl in a hotel??? plus they were in my room so i smiled at them and waved my hands in the air saying "its daisy ! its daisy!" they smiled. exchanged nervous glances. and left. THANK GOD.
bearing in mind eariler this year daisy - anyway - was going to new york and she had asked me to meet her in novia scotia because she was going to get the brooklyn train down to seattle and then across to canada and she'd asked me since i wasn's crossing the border, make my way down to novia scotia. is she stupid? im 17!!
it could NOT happen. she was crazy... still is. i mean she's 21 older than me! and yet she's asking me to get a train down to somewhere i've never been before. the trains most probably work differnent to those in england. the whole situation was utterly ludacris. i'd told my parents about it too and they thought it was a stupid and careless idea too. so one could see why they exchanged nervous glances. so then daisy had decided completlely against gonig to new york, and decided she'd go to africa. why? i have no idea. africa isn't really her place to go at all!
so i said the most casualist thing "so whats up?" silly thing and actually laughable thing to say to her because i knew what she wanted to do; and that was to meet up. in actual fact she had had an argument with her parents a really big one about her not having direction in life they wanted her to make something of herself. and she'd stormed out. she'd stormed out with the intention of running away. even though she has her own appartment in london and a best friend who lives near by. she packed some stuff (and we musn't forget her dad's credit card) and went to heathrow. i've never run away. ever. no need. but if i was then i'd run into the depths of my garden to a friends house. NOT TO MICHIGAN. she's so silly. i felt like laughing when she told me all of this. she actually jumped on a plane and went to detroit to see her cousins. and she's still there. to this very day! 
i spent a week in vancover and everyday she called me asking to meet up. it's not like a simple 25 minute train journey from mine to hers. this was crossing borders, like i said eariler, so one could see the predicament i was in. she hassled me and hassled me. she really did ruin the time i was in vancouver. and how she got the hotel number is totally beyond me. i must have told her i was staying at the four seasons in vancouver. but aren't there many? and would she have known to say to the receptionist please put me through to the st. clares?? 
i haven't spoken to her since. i miss her. but at the same time i'm resenting the phone call. well thats silly of course i am she made me forget i was on holiday and remind me of the havoc she cooked up when we were back in england.  i think she's coming home in october. what do i say to her? what do i do ...?

when i write to my journal on here, i'm relaxed. i have long school days espically at boarding school with all the sport i do as well. it's so nice just to sit infront of my laptop typing away. this makes me forget i'm even real i can sail away; my problems dissapear. it's fantasic : ) 
so thank you.
all my love.
xxx

That song is truly inspiring. Maybe we all want to be the characters from the movies or flicks we see. Like the people from one tree hill. Is everyone really that perfect? Maybe if you scratch the surface their lives become difficult .. hard .. 

..believable..

Nothing is ever as simple as it appears. Do we really want someone else's life? I think you'd be surprised as to how many people wouldn't trade their lives for anything in the world. Why do we yearn for fame then? I can't say more. I am a hypercrit. But does one really want to copy someone else's life? 

Duplicate their nature? 

Little things how they walk, talk, speak.  How they use their words in a sentence. How they manipulate objects. Everyone brags about being unique. 

We're not. 

Everyone is jealous of everyone else. Don't agree with me if it isn't true. Don't re write my response. You're against everything you believe in.