Hello. I am writing this on my birthday eve (it is now a week later and i am officially 17. whoo). Tomorrow i will turn 17, or 'the big one seven' as my mother refers to it as, which is something i have much excitement for. I have always favoured being an odd number, despite it being ridiculous i find it more comfortable and less defined than an even number.
I don't want to bore you with the excess of history essays and french grammar sheets i spend most of my time doing, so i will keep this brief. The past month has been a haze of new-schoolness and i'm not settled yet. Once i'm in a rhythm i will be able to blog regularly/properly.
I don't want to bore you with the excess of history essays and french grammar sheets i spend most of my time doing, so i will keep this brief. The past month has been a haze of new-schoolness and i'm not settled yet. Once i'm in a rhythm i will be able to blog regularly/properly.
These are some disposables i promised to post approx a month ago. A summary: we day-tripped to Bristol and pottered amongst charity bookshops, vintage clothes and much graffiti.
the title is from 'Chinatown' by Girlpool. it is a really beautiful song. go listen.
hope you are all peachy,
suzie
hope you are all peachy,
suzie
x
