For art, whatever.

Tempted by tumblr.

Soz Blogspot.

www.kittycalderbank.tumblr.com

Hahahahahaaaa!

Anyone who read the post below and feels the need to stick their oar in my business or wants to know owt, let me just make a few things clear.

1) This blog is for me, it's my decision what I choose to write, I write things on here if they stress me out or make me happy or sad or whatever, I don't do it to beg attention, I don't ask people to read this and I never have.

2) If anyone has any questions about anything they read on here, instead of going all indirect and asking my mates about it, just fucking ask me.
I'm not gonna bite your head of if you ask because I chose to put it on the internet so i'm obviously not bothered about people knowing what I put on here, but what I do mind is when people go all sly and start asking around about my business instead of just coming straight to me, 'cause that's how things get miscommunicated and rumours start.

I'd like to think we were past this "he said she said" bullshit.

Brought in

the new year by getting horrendously pissed and shagging one of my best friends.
Not even bothered, haha.
Nice one, Kit.

Gonna have to get used to this kind of thing when I go to uni.

Happy fucking new year.
Literally, ha.

Did it! :))))

Grab Fate by the throat.

Still awake.
So much on my mind as per when I can't sleep.
Oh well it's ten past 6, i'll get out of bed in a bit after half of a shitty film (damn you, Megavideo) and have a cuppa.

I WANT TO DO MY HAIR WHITE NOWNOWNOW.
Do I, buy the bleach and just do it myself tomorrow or wait until monday and get it done professionally for over twice the price?
Bear in mind if it fucks up, I will have to go to the hairdressers anyway?
And what if my hair falls out?!

Fuck it, I might fully go for it.
Yes.
I think i will.
God it's gonna hurt.

Today made me realise

I'm so fucking done with being lonely
and skint
and an irritable cunt all the time.

I need someone hilarious and fucking sexy to make me happy and go all red and stupid like I used to.
Y'know, all smitten to the point of making everyone around me sick.

It seems like everybody's settling down and finding people except me.
I mean, I don't mind being alone that much but I HAVEN'T HAD A SHAG SINCE MARCH.
AND EARLY MARCH AT THAT.
MARCH!

Oh well, fuck it, I'm (hopefully) dying my hair white on monday.
If it fails I will literally cry.