When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, we do not see the ones that open for us

Mood umm...
Wearing Levi Strauss jeans, cool pink tee, navy blue steverock jacket, black belt, Next green and black socks
Eating/Drinking nowt
Hearing Incubus - Megalomaniac
Dreamt about nowt
Present MSN name I lost you to the heavens; I sit here on earth like a token, like some kind of souvenir of your living, like stardust or gasoline.
Talking to Steph
Last text from Bone
Word of the Day regret

I feel bad. I took Flo and Cherry along to fencing last night and it was fun, yes... but throughout, I felt a little embarassed by them cos they were being same ol' them; and at fencing, it just seemed immature. I really don't want my fencing peeps to think I'm any more immature than I already am. Y'see? I feel bad for feeling like that about two of my best mates...
But, anyway, last night they saw James and they were impressed, which was pretty cool, cos I didn't think they'd be.
I got to go over the fleche and the balastra with him last night, he's lovely, but I go all stupid around him and actually can't even look at him.
Damn. Next time, I need to look him in the eye when I talk to him. The floor's very nice to look at, but really, I've just got to go for it or we'll never even be mates.

Hmm. I just snapped a tooth in half. Wow, they're weak.
Oh, not one in my mouth. I have nine sitting on the table in front of me. The dentist wants to take out a couple more. I think it's one of those things where I can't really win. I have to just sit back, grin and bear it while they get a rather shiny pair of pliers and just lean down to my mouth and yank my teeth out while I'm just expected to smile away whilst bleeding prefusly from my mouth. Uhh, yeah...

I'm looking forward to the next few days: staying at Ellie's, going to London - just relaxing. Should be good.
Atm though, after staying at Lucy's place last night with Flo, I just feel a little bit shite. My head hurts and I'm just a little bit 'Ftrhaj!?' after Flo left at half past six this morning. Half past six!?
I'm still terrified of Jill though. Flo gets miffed at me when I tell her. It's understandable, I mean Jill's her mum, but she's still scary. And plus, people are always insulting my mum, why do people feel that they say stuff about my folks and I can't even say what I think about things. Sucks.

Oh yeah, I don't care what she says either; Vamp is going out with a psychopath. Really, she's gonna get herself into some very deep shit if she doesn't watch it.
I just don't want to pick up her pieces anymore. Her new mates certainly aren't gonna do it, but I'm just so sick of having to hold up the odd couple of mates cos they don't particularly want to help themselves out. Sure, they have problems; I accept that. But they're gonna get no where fast unless they learn to sort themselves out too and admit they have problems, swallow their pride, and go and get some proper help. There's only so far that Cherry, Flo, me and the gang can actually go to help them.

Btw, hate Greg. I hate that he stormed off after the whole Flo-Sal-Becky triangle thing. At least Joe was man enough to accept what he did wrong.
Grouuuugghhh. Enough.