- Laughing until I cry.
- Placebo, Queen, The Killers, Scissor Sisters, Massive Attack, Mika, Fall Out Boy... music in general. There's a lot of warts on it, but I think music.
- Coke (cola :P), hot chocolate, tea.
- Pizza, pasta, rice, strawberries, bananas (lmao.), chips, chocolate.
- Cats. My cat in particular. I swear I have a psychic connection with her... she seems to know when I'm feeling sad and jumps on my lap and does her little "hello" meow that makes me feel appreciated.
- Spending as much time as I can with friends.
- Nostalgia.
- One best friend in particular. I fell in love with him a while ago and, although it's complicated now, I can't help how I feel about him. In a way I hate this, too, but...I can't change it.
- Spending money
- Romance...I'm a romantic. Love Actually is my favourite film ever.
- Movies (the good ones, anyway). Ones that can move me in any way.
- Walking. With my iPod. I get lost in my own little world.
- How Ross just said masturbating. Ok, masturbating. And receiving head. AAAAH, DON'T LOOK AT ME I'M SHY.
- Sarcasm.
- Glasses. I wish I needed them.
- Getting twatted, either with booze or drugs. I need to do more of the latter. I've been boring in my teenage years...a bit of weed is NOT acceptable.
- Turtles, tigers, various other weird and wonderful animals.
- Photography
- Cooking
- Dancing without caring what I look like.
- Little souvenirs and memoirs of days out and holidays. Like snowglobes and photographs.
- Facebook. and TiBB.
- Ross. and Greg. and Ben. and Lauren. and Darenn. and others but I cba listing them.
- My sister. She makes me laugh with weird accents and private jokes, like gossipping about our brother's supposed relationship with his boyfriends. (he's 11.)
- Q Magazine. And reading in general. And being able to do that whilst in the bath. Aaaaah. Baths.
- Swimming. But I won't strip down to shorts now so...that's a bit difficult.
- Dressing gowns and teddy bears and cuddles and AAAAAH.
- Kissing. I might actually prefer it to sex.
- Being a bit weird with my dress-sense. Mis-matched shirt and t-shirt underneath? YES PLEASE.
- Ross' mum.
- The number of times I keep mentioning Ross.
- Doodling.
- More. Life. Yay. Woo. No suicide now. Yay. WEHEEE.