Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine...

Most the time, my head is in the clouds, I live in a world where wishful thinking is a main pass time, nothing wrong with this I suppose only thinking about it there's nothing that wrong with my actual life.

Sure, I moan about having to work at Primark, not having enough money to buy the Topshop wedges I feel I really cant live without, and yeah it annoy's the hell out of me not being able to go back to Birmingham  every weekend to see the twin and the besties...BUT .. I do live in London, ok, so Stockwell isnt the most desirable place in the world but it beats Sheldon hands down, and I know Kylie and my friends are always there ... and even willing to train sail there way to the city to see me.. LIKE TONIGHT!

So.. although when Peter Pan asked Wendy to fly with him she went... I think I'm going to stay ... for now.. Untill i get paid... when i intend on going home, and probably wasting my whole months slave labour wages in one weekend!!!

Tell me what i want to hear .... Please ...

As girls we tend to lie to our friends... not in a nasty "Aw isn't your new hair do.. just amaze" bitchy way but more because were scared of hurting their feelings and in return we hope for them to do the same to us, we need reassuring ... and needing to be reassured surely means that what we were thinking wasn't a good idea in the first place.

I recently watched .. He's just not that into you... after observation of The Rules ( a list of rules girls are meant to follow when it comes to dating.. very American but i guess it applies here to..) before.. i felt that the ones who follow these 'Rules' are the ones who in the end are alone... or more pathetically, breaking more than those who couldn't really give a shit ... But... this all ties into my own personal pathetic.. but sadly true experience..

I am .. its a fact.. and its been proven a creep... i obsess over everything and everyone like meeting The Jonas Brothers and in the back of my mind i really, really believe that George Lamb will ask me to marry him ... but surely someone who doesn't know me ... at all .. must not know this right?

But my housemates and friends give me a whole load of reasons why this boy isn't replying to my facebook chats ... well me endlessly saying hello as soon as i see him online... "Maybe he's not at his laptop" ... "maybe its not him"... "maybe his on his Iphone"... "maybe his facebook chat is fucked" .... why cant one on them say the one thing they are all thinking ... "HES JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU" .....