My cold is going. And the poster is finished. Its nearly Crimbo. I'm lucky to be alive.
Lately, when I'm on my way home from Uni and I'm a tad sleepy, I stare at my reflection in the window. And you know whats weird? I don't recognise myself. Its like I'm staring at an acquiantance, someone I've met but I just can't remember when. We stare at each other, both perplexed. The girl in the reflection really does have green eyes and her smile comes as a surprise.
Its in those moments, that I feel very insignificant. Its a weird, out of body experience and it lasts for a tiny, fleeting moment. It's comforting to feel so small.
In less philosophical news, Diana left X Factor last night. Though I'm sad for her, I'm hopeful that this means she can have a career unhindered. I'd like to see her singing good tunes with an accoustic band. She'd be totally awesome.
I thought it was so sweet how the other contestants ran on to hug her. It makes me think she must really be a nice person for them all to care so much about her. She's had a lot of really cruel press which is just pathetic, targeting a seventeen year old girl like that. People should be ashamed of themselves.
She looked really, really pretty last night too!