confused

so my dad just came into the room with hot wine. its actually quite nice, sweet. and warm. life is good {:

the snow failed me miserably, however school wasnt too bad today because it was kind of easy, except michael throwing a snowball at me, arse. hopefully it snows tons tonight, cos then no school tomorrow, and i can wear my new wellies. yeaaa (L)

i am left thoroughly confused. as always. and please no jokes about me being stupid, im confused but happy. i have been sticking the photos everywhere, in my new photoalbum/scrapbook, my actual photoalbum is filled up goddammit. and ofc my wall :') my room is turning into a giant scrapbook, i cant decide whether i like it or not. bit by bit im running out of wall space. and when i do, i will die :L

today i watched the top 20 tv shows of the noughties, am glad top gear came first, amazing show <3 and i agreed with a lot of the other ones in there tbh, good shows. {:

"She's got you thinking this is how you’re supposed to be. It's not. We're young. We’re supposed to drink too much. We're supposed to have bad attitudes and shag each other's brains out. We were designed to party. We owe it to ourselves to party hard. We owe it to each other. This is it. This is our time. So a few of us will overdose, or go mental. Charles Darwin said you can't make an omelette without breaking a few eggs. That's what it's about - breaking eggs - by eggs, I mean, getting twatted on a cocktail of class As.

If you could see yourselves... We had it all. We have fucked up bigger and better than any generation that came before us. We were so beautiful... We're screw-ups. I plan on staying a screw-up until my late twenties, or maybe even my early thirties. And I will shag my own mum before I let her.... or anyone else take that away from me!"
i love nathan.