Eventually, I Manage To Cheer

I Am A Child Of Cosmopolitan Culture, Have Been Traumatized By Supermodels And Too Many Quizzes And Know That Neither My Personality Nor My Body Is Up To It If Left To Its Own Devices. I Can't Take The Pressure.

I Tend To Take [ To Bridget Jones Diaries] Something That Nearly Happened, Or Might Have Happened, And Then Exaggerate It To Make It Funny And To Make It Tie Into The Themes.

When Someone Leaves You, Apart From Missing Them, Apart From The Fact That The Whole Little World You've Created Together Collapses, And That Everything You See Or Do Reminds You Of Them, The Worst Is The Thought That They Tried You Out And, In The End, The Whole Sum Of Parts Adds Up To You Got Stamped Reject By The One You Love. How Can You Not Be Left With The Personal Confidence Of A Passed Over British Rail Sandwich?

Nobody Wants To Be Racist And I Think That Most People Aren't.

I Certainly Think I'll End Up Writing About America In Some Form. I've Taken Plenty Of Notes. I Like America Very Much.