mind flip.

i am feeling hugely sick and dizzy right now and i have no idea why. i may have eaten too much dark chocolate but all i want to do is die. i am browsing allpoetry getting depressed at the fact that i have no trophies, this is most likely (i like to think) because i never enter any contests. but it may just be because i suck monkey balls at writing poetry. i was re-reading all of my poetry and i hate it. all of it apart from 'I Am:' which only ever got a silver. if i remove it from the contest will i loose the silver trophy? i dont know. Lost and Found is the worst, i hadnt read it in such a long time, why didnt anyone tell me it was crap. oh god my head.
however on a lighter note, hot guys like my tartan dress ^^ voodiedoo. it may have been the one and only good point of going to that gig yesturday which sucked warm puke through a straw (apart from the fact that Michelle was there with me) i will rant about it later, but i can honestly say i have whiped my arse with things more punk than that concert.

a very delirious mole
xxx