“Maybe it will make me be confident? I don’t know? Will it stop me from being as much as a mess at life as a giraffe would be if u put ice skates on them and put them on an ice rink? … No. “
Right let’s get this clear, I’m an outgoing person, but I’m also socially inept a lot of the time. So welcome to my brutally honest blog, and I’m going to keep my identity secret because well otherwise it’s like someone has read a very secret diary and now knows everything about you.
So, I’m a bit of a mess, maybe I’m too polite but guess what I’m heading to Uni next year and I’ve never end kissed someone. I’ve knocked an old lady over in the street because I let go of my suitcase on a sloping street while trying to open a door to café Nero. And I am hopeless at ever going for the guys that I like because well it turns out every time I start to like a guy it turns out one of my friends is suddenly dating them (And these are guys outside of my school!)
I am sitting here a piece of cake at my side, scrolling through Instagram looking at photos of flawless girls, my ‘defiantly in need of a wash’ hair in plaits and thinking hmmm I wonder if a keratin treatment will fix my issues
The truth no.
But yet I’m looking at saving plans to see if I can save around £500 so I can afford it.
Maybe it will make me be confident? I don’t know? Will it stop me from being as much as a mess at life as a giraffe would be if u put ice skates on them and put them on an ice rink? … No.
So welcome, to the blog of a girl, who well I don’t know, is ready to take on the world but can’t even get the courage to speak to that boy. So, if you are like me or know someone like me then sit down and put on your seatbelts because trust me a lot of what I do ends in a car crash.
(Please ignore any terrible spelling, Thank you)
Oh FFS not again... 