Hate people who think their life is a drama

Yer this title is a bit hypocritical...I do hate people who think their lives are dramatic, I don't believe I am one of those people, but I do think we all have things to complain about however lucky we are and I choose to vent through the medium of blogging :) Here goes...

Agitation. That seems to be all I feel at the moment. Everything just pisses me off and thinking about doesn't help much either. Huh. I keep meaning to update this blog and I should be a bit more positive but right now is the time for ranting and moaning, sorry guys.

Ok the first one- exams. Yer we all have them, well most of us, so you feel the pain. It seems to just take over...every happy thought is drowned in the dreaded 'r' word.
(I've just realised the girl in the photo is drawing but let's pretend it's maths :P)

Clothes...Ok I know these complaints are so petty..I'm a bad person for getting stressed over clothes but they seem to be all I think about. Because summer's starting and my wardrobe consists of a few pairs of jeans, a variety of hoodies and plain t-shirts, I'm getting desperate. I just dream of floral dresses, sunglasses and denim shorts...

My hair. It's never been right, but now it's just boring I suppose. I try to do stuff with it but it doesn't wish to cooperate. I used to have it really short when I was little so now I'm obsessed with growing it and even though it's not far past my shoulders I don't wanna have it cut...however out of control it is.

This is the real agitator (if that's a word) Noise. Petty but boy does it get to you. Being at home all day doesn't help and the fact that my dad decided to hire a friggin cherry picker to do 'work on the house' halfway through my GCSEs...so drills and hammers it is for me.

Sleep. The old body clock's pretty fucked up again. I go to bed at 2-3 in the morning and get the rents coming in my room at 9am telling me not to waste the day and that I have work to do. Cheers.
(I love the sofa in the picture below <3)

Braces- small but friggin mighty. I hate the bloody things, they cause me nothing but pain and I've just been told my 2 baby teeth, which should be long-gone, have to be pulled out -.-
Family, who needs 'em? Yes they are being nice...but overly nice as if to compensate...I dunno what for, I suppose they saw me drifting a bit. But I want to drift I don't want to be wrapped in cotton wool. I just don't get them and they don't get me.

Again, I am a horrible person for complaining about this, please forgive me. Food, I dunno, I'm just gaining a lot of weight at the moment. I've always been really skinny and want to stay that way but boredom transfers to hunger and I pile of the pounds. It does get me down.
Thanks for reading, I hope you're all well and I don't bring you down with my meaningless non-problems... Have a good week, let's hope for some sun :)

Georgina xx