I hate how everyone I know copies things that other people do, then they deny it.

I'm fucking scared, my mum is having an argument with my sister. You have no idea how scary my mum is when she's angry... I'm actually petrified.

I'm working at the open golf, there's this security guard, the first time I saw him, he looked familiar, then I realised, he was security at Wimbledon. I asked him if he was there and he said yes, I told him that I remember seeing him. We were just talking, he told me to go and say hi tomorrow, because he's there all week. So I did, I went back today, he said he was 18, but he looked about 25. He went and got me a bracelet, and put it on for me. Whenever I go back to the autograph bit, he always stares at me, it's quite creepy. He's called Nigel, his college told me to give him my number because I'd pulled. I just ran away laughing, I went back after and Nigel told me his college is a creep and he told Nigel to "Go for the younger ones, like he does." his college was an absolute creep. Nigel asked me for my number later on... I just walked away laughing because I thought it was a joke. Later on he asked me for my bbm pin, but I don't have a blackberry, so it was a bit awkward.

Nigel stole my ticket from around my neck, so I said as a joke "Don't do that, the creepy guy will come and eat you!" I didn't realise the creepy guy was stood next to me. Nigel was repeating that I was a "bad girl, a very bad bad bad bad bad bad girl," and he was giving me a creepy pedo smile. I just got my friend to come and say I had to leave.

Later on, he gave me a VIP bracelet; so that I could go and see some interviews. He took the pen out of my hand and drew some boobs on my hand, so my friend made it into a face and wrote Nigel next to it, so Nigel put a heart next to it. I went to do my cool litter picking job and I came back to get some autographs, he shouted me over because he was bored. I said hello, he said hello, he asked me how I was, so I said I was good, I asked him how he was and he said he's bad, he said that he's "a very bad boy and that he needs to be punished," I just ran away like crying with laughter, I mean wtf?! Is that creepy, or is it just me? Then he asked me if I wanted a twix and I was just like no. Is that really creepy or is it just me?

Sometimes you just have to erase the messages, delete the numbers and move on. You dont have to forget who that person was to you but you just have to accept that they arent the same person anymore

Sometimes you just have to erase the messages, delete the numbers and move on. You dont have to forget who that person was to you but you just have to accept that they arent the same person anymore

Sometimes you just have to erase the messages, delete the numbers and move on. You dont have to forget who that person was to you but you just have to accept that they arent the same person anymore

There are two possibilities: either you changed or I didn't know the real you until now.

Now a days you find out who your true friends are. People are so fake but I guess thats why you trust none. People change? Naw people move on so dont expect your so call best friend to be there for you.

The good thing about pictures is that they never change, even if the people in them do.

We never lose friends. We just discover who our real friends are.

Statement is not true seen as I've lost all of mine.

Um, hi. Remember me? Oh, it's still me, you know. I haven't changed. I'm still the same girl. You know, the girl who you tore to pieces. You know, the one you broke just like glass. I was the only one that you told you would never dream of hurting. Remember me? It's still me. I haven't changed. But you have.

I want to be able to hold your hand when I am hurting instead of having to hold someone else's because you are the one hurting me.

It's when I'm standing six feet away from you and not being able to find the words to tell you how much I love you and how much I miss you that I want to just scream to the whole room that I'm still in love with you. It's when I'm sitting alone with the phone in my hand dialing your number and hanging up that I would trade a thousand tomorrows for just one yesterday. Then I could just call you to tell you goodnight. It's when I am really sad about something and need someone to talk to that I realise you're the only one who really knew me at all. It's when I cry myself to sleep at night and it hits me how much I would give to hold you at that very moment. It's when I think about you that I realise no one else in the world is meant for me.

 I generally dislike people, they're judgemental and only act upon their own selfish needs. If I could change humanity the one thing I would change would be selfishness and greed, it makes me feel sick. I've been feeling sick quite a lot, it's whenever I think about my life really, it just makes me feel sick. I have no friends, no boyfriend, I feel so alone, I just want someone who loves me for who I am, someone that i can talk to. Everyone tells me what a horrible person I am, I may as well just agree because I know I am, and I hate myself. I just want someone to talk to.

I fucking hate friends. They lie and cheat and use.

I had the most amazing time at Wimbledon, it was one of the best moments of my life... I went with my friend. She ruined it for me. I'm so annoyed with her for it. We woke up, got dressed, went out for breakfast and left The hotel to go to Wimbledon. She was moody from the start. When we got there, we were allowed to walk around Wimbledon for a few hours. She refused to go anywhere. I went to watch some young boys singles matches, she soon followed. I was stood watching, it was a really great game! She turned to me and said "Omg look at that house up there!" she distracted me from the game and I was like "What about it?!" she replied with its really nice... Instead of taking pictures of the matches, she decided to zoom in and take a picture of a house. Through out the day she was really horrible and moody. All throughout the day she was turning to me and saying "I want to go back to the hotel, I don't want to be here". When we got into court number one, she sat down, she never left her seat, she never clapped FOR ANYONE, she texted all of the way through the matches even though there was a reminder every set Change that said "Strictly no mobile phones". She was just rude. Then that night time I didn't talk to her much and she kept shouting at me. She went to grab my arm to make me look at her but I pulled away, she shouted at me again. The next morning we went out for breakfast. I still couldn't be arsed to talk to her. He turned to me and said "it was crap yesterday, I wish I didn't go! I only wanted to see Nadal and Federer." she's so ungrateful, she doesnt even know she's ruined it for everyone. She's so selfish.

I'll blog tomorrow, I'm really tired, just got back from Wimbledon and I have work experience in the morning.