Love, love, love.

Well, these past few days have been rather challenging, and due to no school, I'm beginning to forget what day it is.
The other day, Thursday I think. I attempted to build my new bed which had arrived on Wednesday. It was fairly exciting, and I actually succeeded, it's an amazingly comfortable queen size bed and mattress. And is now the main reason for my sleeping in habit.

The next day of course, did not let me sleep in!
Christmas, consists of me getting woken up early and being made to open presents half asleep. Haha, but it's worth it. It was a good day, full of emotion. I spent the day with my family at Nan and pop's house, we watched some home videos of myself when I was around three and such. We also came across a video which brought tears to my eyes. In this video was my pop's sister Sylvia. Whom has now passed away due to anorexia. She was so skinny, and was still calling herself fat. She sat awkwardly, staring at the food on her plate, not wanting to touch it. She was still ever so happy, and her eyes were the brightest green. So, R.I.P Sylvia, you were beautiful, inside and out.

Yesterday, was quite a nice day. It consisted if sleep and going to my cousins house.

Today, I bought books, fifteen of them. So far these holidays, I have not seen any of my school friends, at all. It's really getting me down. I feel alone and isolated. I am a failure at relationships, I fall for people too easily and rush things. I cannot wait for Tilba Tilba, where I can get away from everything here, and, get away from my own depressed state.

I hate myself more and more each day, and only Ned, can help heal my wounded mind.