I Can Smell Chemicals

Sitting on the bathroom floor with a baggy grey top, darker grey tights & black legwarmers, cradling a cup of lukewarm hot chocolate with a head full of dye.
A conversation got me thinking today...Is It Easier To Make Your Own Way, Carve Your Own Expectations Of Yourself For The First & Only Time, Or To Have Your Expectations Already There, & To Have To Fufill Them, Nomatter How High The Bar? ..I Dont Know.
Well..Thats My Repetetive thought for the day..Red Onion Tomorow. I Hope Georgina Bought Her Moneys Along. If All Goes According to plan i should be on a train this time tomorow. ChooChoo. :)
I Have toothpaste on my face and its all dry & crackly,  i shall wash it off when i wake up in a few hours...see if my many acnied face has faded slightly. I Really Hate Faults, Little Uglinesses Peeking Through someone who has potential to be perfect, staring&laughing at the person & screaming 'look at me, look at me' to all passers by.

In a Wonderland they lie,

Dreaming as the days go by,

Dreaming as the summers die: Lewis Carroll.

I Enjoy Him Alott. I need to enlarge my vocabulary, and stop my foul language.
& I Need To Sleep.

Tomorow I Shall Wake Up, have some UncleTobys Oats, 

Wash My Face, Do My Hair&Makeup.

Do The Clothes

Check The packings.

Hop On The Bus. 

Ah.