It's getting hot and I don't like it.

I'm not a fan of the heat, I'd rather be freezing cold and have to wear a fucking wood heater strapped to my chest rather than be hot and naked. That's a big thing to say because I'm a girl who likes to be naked. I think a like of the cold is supposably "morbid" but it's more the fact that I like to snuggle and be snuggled. So it's not gothic at all.

I was telling a girl at work today that I haven't brought any clothes in New Zealand, apart from a black singlet (from that God awful shop Supre. That store just freaks me out so much. Who the fuck are they marketing to?). She retorted that I'm gothic and such clothes are not widely sold in New Zealand. I considered this. For a while I haven't been able to find my difinitive style, but I wouldn't call me gothic. It depends on my mood of the day. I like to think that I dress in themes. Some days I'll be a pretty girl, sometimes a grungy girl, some days an indie girl. There's not many days I'm a gothic girl I must say.

I think I would like to introduce more gothic days.

I'm not feeling very up to it today. I worked graveyards over the weekend and it's fucked me up. When I go home, I'm getting a 9 to 5. *Dreams*