Have you heard that its a jamaican big brother household now?

Anyway, whilst day still is trying to fix the computer, I'm gonna have to blog on my blueberry. Which is the new name Claire and I have decided on for now, because blackberry is too posh.

So I'll write the really upset letter I attempted to write yesterday but couldn't because blueberry messed up.


Dear friend.
Horrifically cheesy as it is, I swear that for as long as I can remember, I believed that there was good in everyone. YOU are the person that changed that. While I'm still waiting for it to surface, you're the only person who I am no longer sure.
I wonder if that's why I'm actually having so much trouble being around you- you make me doubt myself.
I'm tired of having to hate you. I want you to be the person I used to think you were. I'm tired of having to justify being around you. I'm tired of you never accepting responsibility, of ruining peoples lives for the fun of it. I'm tired of your mess.
Sort it out. I can't handle you much longer. Give me one opportunity and I'll be out
Charlie xx