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things. are weird.
today my mum came in and talked to me for about 20mins anout how she thinks that shes all alone and that i dont care about her or anything. i mean, come on, of course i do, but how am i supposed to be friendly when shes such a raging bitch to me all the time!
i talked to ed last night down the pub about me and ellen, her and matt, and mum and dad. it was quite a nice chat and stuff was said and ideas and views exchanged, but i cant help but feel stressed out at the mo.
i feel pretty fucked to be honest, im just exhausted cos my brain is working overtime.
as soon as i get one thing sorted, something else goes wrong, it seems only work is going smoothly at the mo. strange no? i dont think i have ever had that one happen! work smooth? ha!
the worst thing is the whole ellen weirdness, i dont really know whats going on, or where i stand. she doesnt either. i was hoping to see her tonight, work things out face to face and hopefully bring a feeling thats normal back but she had to cancel through no fault of her own. so its back to guessing.