February 22nd Sunday.
Showered, washed my hair, blow dried and straightened it ready for my dinner date tomorrow. Honestly, how ive not shaved my hair off yet is a miracle. I absolutely hate doing my hair. Wouldn't of even bothered washing it if I wasn't meeting Natalie tomorrow. Hate it!! I only wash it once a week and thats too much if you ask me. Im dead nervous about going Natalie's tomorrow. She has an open plan kitchen she said, so ill be able see everything shes doing. Some times I think its easier being on my own. That way I can just let myself go haha. Hate having to make an effort. Life's tiring. Anyway, my hair is done. Its below my bra strap fastening, its gotten so long. Love it when its done, but HATE doing it. Slept in till half 10 this morning, didn't even want to get up. My bed was so comfy. I dont feel too bad today, got my mate coming for a cuppa soon. Who am I kidding, I dont feel too bad haha im fucking depressed as shit. Have to force myself to get out of bed. God h...