Blue sky.

Hrm, I kinda forgot how it was when my brain and fingers took over my entries. I was suppose to write about the dangers about eating disorders yesterday and tell about pro-sites on the web, and I had it all nice and structured in my head. Ah well, Fate works in mysterious ways, I suppose.

People are weird. You can be friends with them for years and then all of a sudden it just doesn't work anymore. Everything that was great is just annoying and everything they say makes you want to kill them.
I wonder why it's so hard to cut of the people you used to call 'friends'. Why do you keep on living in the 'it used to be...'? And why does it usually take to long to realise that the people who once made you feel so good now make you feel so bad?

I should clean my life more often - it really is underestimated.