I need more chunky jewelry. I need long necklaces and huge beads full of colour. I need to learn to knit and sew and put some of my creativity into clothing designs and make them myself. I want to become a photojournalist. I want to fall in love in Europe and live there. I want to take it easy, lay back and enjoy the feeling of cold waves around my shoulders and the hot sun above my head, darkening my skin. I want colour. I want the sky to be blue, the grass to be green, the beach to be gold... I will dream.

Rain, rain, go away!

I just got back from Saint John with my mother and brother. I got four new tops for my "early" birthday presents. It was very foggy there, but that comes as no surprise. Today there must have been an extremely heavy fall of rain or a thunder storm because when we got back, the roads, grass and wood had all been drenched. There is a hint of blue sky; probably the most we've seen for three weeks, apart from that one half-sunny day. Sometimes when I wake up I feel as if I'm in Britain - cold and rainy! Haha. I love Britain. However, I love sun as well. I'm not saying I hate the rain, because actually I don't mind it. It's refreshing and makes the plants and things grow. It'd be nice to have some summer weather, though. Let me wear some of my shorts.

Change Back.

You're just a girl who is confused. You believe strongly in love, but I'm not sure that meeting up with someone over the internet when you're still in high school is what you think you have. I am so sorry that we don't talk anymore, but you have changed. Before New Year, you were the sweetest thing. You were one of my best friends. You would always listen to me, and you wouldn't throw yourself at any boy you saw. Now I don't think I can even call you a friend. It's not that you hurt me, I just don't think that you're being safe.

I remember when we all had those accounts and we talked to people, and we all took it as a joke. But more and more often, you were using your real account and getting people's phone numbers and basically just throwing yourself out into the open. You started "dating" this guy, also whom you met over the internet, although I don't see how you can date someone without knowing who they are, what they are like, how they'd treat you etc. Now you run around with one of our other friends and chase after boys, and give yourself willingly to them when they don't care about you. Oh, you may think this is love, but let me tell you; those guys just want to get into your pants.

You don't need to wear short skirts and tank tops and thongs to get a boy's attention. Another one of our friends and I were talking about this, and she was saying that she wouldn't want a boyfriend who only dated you because of what you wore. Who would want to date a guy like that anyway? I think you deserve so much better for yourself, and I truly wish you could change back to the way you were. You even look different. You don't look clean. I don't know if you even go on your blog anymore, since it still says you love the guy you think you loved, but he's broken up with you now. I don't know whether you will ever even see this post. Doubtful. The truth is, I don't think that you will ever be the way you were, but I hope that someday you will come to your senses and realize that you made many mistakes and that you'll be able to repair them. I don't want to see a beautiful, intelligent girl like you go to waste.