I bought a new journal ^_^ The old one was yucky. It had stupid stuff in it, and it didn't feel right to write in. This one is much better.

I feel very restless.. Frustrated I suppose. I love the people around me, but hate the setting we're in. School is just crushing me. So so much work and I'm just too preoccupied with thinking and being solemn and teen-angsty to concentrate on it.

I need tea.

I've decided to start a teacup collection. It will be very pretty. And I will use all of them. Some of them will be favourites and comforting, and others will be special etc.

"It's alright if you act like a turd, because I like birds... If you're small and on a search, I've got a feeder for you to perch on."

I want to buy the pink-y red-y bohemian patchwork quilt thing I saw... I want to put it on a bed with lots of pillows and a bedside table covered in candles and incense ash. I want to have a little kitten to curl up on it, later a cat.

I want to move, start my own life so to speak. There's been (whispered) talk of moving and buying a little car and a kitten and mixing possessions in bathrooms. I like the bathrooms bit. I love my family and stuff, but I feel like I need to do my own thing. I think if I wanted to move out on my own, into a group house with strangers or something my friends might not think I was so crazy, but where's the fun in that? It's just a plan anyway, not until July. Who knows how things will go. But now that it's in my head, it's all I can think about, and everything I'm doing now pales in comparison.

"Harness your hopes to the folks
with the liquor with the ropes,
Red, red ropes, periscopes
They've got everything will ever need
stored under the chair"

I seriously need some tea.

I think I may go for a walk when family returns from sister's futsal, to Coles in search of tea.

I have a feeling tonight may not contain much sleep. I'm about halfway through one of my English texts, so I plan to finish that and try to get a first draft done for the essay. Tomorrow night I'll do it for my other English. Then there's media oral, English orals, psych essay, media film and studio assignment... Maybe this whole week won't contain much sleep?

It's so hard to do all that when I'm so inspired to sit up for hours on the back steps drinking tea, writing and looking at the sky.

"If you got a castle, well you know I got the moat"

Hmm.