Rollin' On
I don't know what's prompted me to write in this journal again after 2 months absence. I finally got off my ass and made it to the U.K. I was in Glasgow for awhile, very cool place but difficult to understand a drunk Glasweigan and came to London a few weeks ago. I wasn't kidding when I said my life consists mainly of wandering around, stoned half the time. Looking for something I guess but I don't know what it is or where it is so it makes it hard to find! I've been staying at a friends in London, renting out the sofa. I use the term 'friend' loosely as this person has effectively ended our friendship. She said I'm ok to be friends with via e-mail (ironic as she doesn't ever respond to what I write) and that I annoy her, nothing I do, just who I am. Apparently she gets angry at me because I remind her of what a bad person she is, she rants and raves and insults me and I usually shrug it off with a laugh. What's with idiots who want to confront you and argue over trivialities? I won't list the string of insults she threw at me but suffice to say I became very pissed off when she started on my diabetes. Apparently I don't have 'bad' diabetes and use it as a victim card. For anybody who's reading this and cares, that's a fucking joke. Diabetes is difficult to explain, in the past few years they've discovered that several injections/blood sugar tests a day is better than 2, so you're constantly jabbing/pricking yourself. I don't care, I'm used to it but I do keep on it and never, ever would play victim. Anyway that, amongst several other hurtful comments (especially as this is someone I cared about alot, I guess you'd say love) made me it clear it's time to relegate this person to the past, to the shadows of forgotten memories... How poetic. Well I'm not going to let hurt feelings or opinionated fools bring me down, life goes on though sometimes it can be confusing. There's a saying 'take hold of things by the smooth handle', make it easy on yourself, chill the fuck out basically. That's my mantra and I'm probably better off without people who make everything stressful. One life to live, it's too short to be taken seriously. So now I'm leaving this weekend, I don't know where I'm going next. I have a job interview here so maybe I'll stick around, if not maybe I'll try the North. People are friendlier generally, Londoners are typically miserable/worn out bastards.