Dear Diary, you suck.

The topic for Illustration Friday this week is 'Diary' so I have been playing with that. I am obsessed. Have not done a completed illustration yet but have done some ramblings...

- Dear Diary,
Today I cried because Marion from Masterchef got kicked off the show. I cried for the loss of cuteness in my world. She was so damn cute!

- Dear Diary,
Today I wanted to Twitter that my damn internet connection was not working. The trouble is, you need internet connection to Twitter.

- Dear Diary,
They are having a party upstairs and did not invite me. But I hate parties anyway.

- Dear Diary,
I always write my diary pretending that someone will one day read it.

- Dear Diary,
Today I saw a big fat black rabbit eating grass on the side of the road. I know it was someone's pet but now I wish I had kidnapped it. I would have grabbed it, thrown it into my car and driven away really really fast. I desperately want a pet but have nowhere to put one.

- Dear Diary,
I hate keeping journals and never have.

- Dear Diary,
I once read that journalling can help you to be less stressed. But I also read that journalling can make you more of a stress head? Where is the truth I ask?

- Dear Diary,
How do I save 1 million dollars to get to the moon? I would do anything to go to the moon.

- Dear Diary,
I always give myself a bigger food portion than my boyfriend but hide it very well.

- Dear Diary,
I hate sad movies and very rarely cry in them. I will never ever watch the 'Notebook' and I don't care how good you think it is.

- Dear Diary,
Are you just a sorry replacement for God?

- Dear Diary,
I secretly cringe during weddings whilst everyone else gushes. I also don't find babies that cute.

- Dear Diary,
I could not care less about stretchmarks.

- Dear Diary,
I hate the phone and very rarely answer it.

- Dear Diary,
Why does everyone have a therapist. And why do they always say 'My therapist says...' Is there something wrong with me if I don't have a therapist?

- Dear Diary,
I went snowboarding and hated it until my boyfriend wanted to use my excellent board. After that, I have never had so much fun in my life.

- Dear Diary,
I sometimes worry I will be one of those women who collect so much stuff their house has to be cleaned out with a bulldozer and the neighbours complain of rats. Of course I am nowhere near this state but it could be a possibility.

- Dear Diary,
I always worry about things that may never happen.

x