it's time to write something here again. i'm sorry i'm leaving this blog to itself so much; it's just hard to find time to write. it is, honest!
anyway, life is fucked up, and people are fucked up, and there are things which make me very sad right now. i need to call a friend who's had bad news and i'm trying to bring up the courage. it's so hard to say something when the most awful thing you could imagine happening happens. what are you supposed to say?
i guess it'll be fine. maybe. i hate feeling powerless and disconnected like this.
in the meantime i'm being frivolous with my mum; i've been in paris for two days, and am now waxed and with new haircut, as you can see. which is uber cute, long at the front and short at the back, like back in summer 05 (i was brunette then though). it seems like i can't stick to any hairstyle for longer than six months these days.
also, shopping. shampoos, moisturisers, face masks, and so on, from the usual beauty monop. h&m has provided me with two summer dresses, three pairs of 70s looking pants, two pairs of tights, a pair of rock star sunglasses and an umbrella (what can i do, a decent umbrella in oxford is £15 compared to the 6 euros i've paid here). and then, the usual maje for a new (more expensive and therefore nicer) dress.
now i need to go and change this shampoo i bought which is totally wrong for my hair. i'm an idiot.