~ScrapedBy

I'm definitely turning into more of a photographer now than a poet. Same process I suppose: finding a particular spot to explore and hold until something creative can be made out of it, and it is as difficult to do.

I will be deleting some of the awful poems on this site now, some I will keep for sentimentality or the lovely comments that have been made on them, thankyou.

Sadly, we all have to grow up and change. Hopefully, it isn't into our parents!

Til later,

Kimxx

is fantastic,' said Bernard Black, fag and drink in hand on the tv program Black Books.
I just repeated that same line, exactly in the same condition.
If you know what I'm talking about, please nod.
If you don't, I was just talking about Black Books, my favourite television program behind Charlie Brooker. If you saw Bernard, you'd think he is a right dirty bastard.

Anyway, the reason I turned into Dylan Moran for a singular moment is that I just read my own journal entries...I have been on this website for 3 years, and it is apparent that things have changed! I'm keeping them for sentimentality...it'll be fantastic looking back in another 3 years time!

Being 18 now, I have to be a stuffy arse.. I can't dab-handedly scatter emoticons around now like I used to. I'm not more serious, but if you met me, you'd probably think I was (unless drunk, me or you doesn't matter).
D D

Hey everyone!
I thought I should update my journal. I havent done that since October!

All in all, everythings been fine! Theres far too much to go over though..

I'm still in love, although I don't love him.
I am on a diet, but I feel terrible for it.
I haven't written in a long time, but my writing is better.
I can't think of anything but him, but he doesn't like me.

Everythings the same really.

I went to see Franz Ferdinand last November. And honestly, that was amazing!!!! I really recommend it..
I'll be seeing Muse next year!!!! WOO! The tickets aren't out yet though..
damn.

I want to go to Summer Sundae festival in the summer... but my dad won't let me.

Usual stuff.

Its so fantasmo to have lovely birthday wishes for your erm...birthday ,

however,

ARGH! Its horrible to be reminded it's your birthday and you are slowly getting older and older! Oh it makes me think weird things.. a poem might come later about the *weird* things.

I love you all nonetheless and thanks for the fabby wishes/reminders!

Right I'm off now to buy my little old self a lottery ticket...

I am absent mindedly eating strawberries and grapes.

I am looking forward to parents expressions:
"OHHHHHH NOOOOOOO! ALL THE GRAPES HAVE GOOONE!"







I am so sorry for wasting your time. I just thought the thing should be updated..
Thankyou for listening.