Chris Cross.

I write stories for pleasure,
Love songs for pain.
I could use you for leisure,
But what could I gain?
Because when I
Try to lie,
It all comes out the same.

Blind by the streetlights in a mad search for fame,
With the clothes on my back and a penny to my name;
And it seems we're just pawns in this twisted game.
Yet when I
Try to lie,
It all comes out the same.

So we all don our Docs and we hop on the train,
Just to avoid all the midsummer rain,
That in the blue night we had heard as we'd lain.
Don't lie to me, darling.
You're all just the same.

Apologies

for not posting in a very long time, been so so so busy!

Nearly halfway through my second week of college and I love it already, it is so perfect!
Made lots of fab new mates and managed to keep in contact wioth my old ones still, it's brilliant I am having a ball!

The work isn't too hard but then again it's only the second week, i'd be an idiot if I wasn't expecting it to get a LOT harder.

Apart from the fact that I am now smoking a lot more regularly due to the freedom and the fact that all my money seems to be disappearing on gig tickets and clothes, life is great!

I'm going to see this lovely lady on sunday, I can't wait!

Mind blowing.

pictures by Sylvia Ji.
Here is the link to her myspace, where I collected some of my favourites of of her work, you can also see lots of other paintings she's done.
http://www.myspace.com/sylviaji

They are stunning.

I put them at a huge size so you can appreciate the skill and detail that is there.

Fabulous

life!
I'm officially a college student now, I'm so excited to start on monday.
Bought lots of lovely smart clothes and lipsticks and foundation.

Heading up to Manchester tomorrow for a joint 18th/21st in soem hotel somewhere and I've bought a fab new dress!

Will take a picture later when my camera decides to recharge.

How fiddly are laptop keyboards, I mean really!




Here is a picture of me and my cousin and her friend at the joint 18th/21st.
I'm the pale one in the navy (haha, try saying that out loud without bursting into tune) having a cheeky smoke.

Not ready

for sixth form yet.
Give me a few more weeks of holiday?

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