18.3.12

I dreamt I'd been somewhere in the car with Dad, and when I came back I had a massive argument with his partner. It wasn't even over anything important or big, she just didn't like the way I'd done my make-up and we ended up screaming at each other about it! (I had lots of very pink blush on, because I was doing my New Romantic thing, and she hated it - in real life, in the past, she's actually told me I look nice when I've gone out dressed/made-up similarly.) It was frustrating, though, because when I tried to shout, my voice was all quiety and raspy and kept getting stuck in my throat.