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Cinderella, that is me. I was back at home before 12:00 midnight, except my prince is several miles away, I've got both shoes, and I had a shite time. Hence the being back at 12:00 thing.

I couldn't be arsed to stay any longer, howcome, in the middle of a dark club, people can still see I've been crying, and that I don't want to be there. I was doing my best, perking to kylie, asking the DJ for PJ and Duncan, dancing to Tiffany, but it wasn't enough evidently.

The dinner was very nice. First course was mango. MANGO? Fucking first course? WRONG!!! I didn't eat any as I don't like it very much. The second course was some poncy named shite, but it was essentially Chicken in a mushroom and sherry sauce, with potato, carrots and green things. I ate all the green things and even enjoyed them. then I ate all my chicken, and Emily's because she left most of hers. Yum!

All was well with the chicken, and the fact that everyone liked my outfit, and hair (Which Malaise finished last night at 1:30, thankyou malaise) but then I had to try and be normal, just like the others. I sat down to have a rest from dancing and one song made me want to go home, after making me cry... as I said, I did a cinderella, and I'm going to relax in bed in a bit...

( the song that made me cry )

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Circles. Circles are everywhere, whether they consist of two people, or three, or three hundred, there are circles. Mine appears to be broken...

When you need a friend, you lean on someone. That person leans on someone else, whether it's the first person, or another eventually everyone has someone to lean on. I've done my fair share of being leant on, of having wet patches, and I don't mind this. Last night I tried to lean on someone. Someone that was supposed to be a friend. I fell flat on my face. Not even an "It's not your fault" or a "don't worry about it". All I got was the floor. Silence, nothing from them. I needed it more than anything, and I didn't get it. Maybe I should stop trying, it's more than I'm worth to be in this mood all the time, and I deserve better. I am not a fucking doormat.

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Prize goes to avalonbliss for getting the cutest photo of Me and Zell ever, even if she's cut off the tops of our heads, leaving out Zell's mohawk, and someone has drawn on it [here]

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against my better judgement, I'm back on the computers...

I don't think I should be...