and you know i'm not one for complaining.
An interesting weekend.
Friday night was bad. Very. Kim texted me saying she was at Yardley, waiting for supper, and that she missed me and Robson said hi and stuff. Bad. I just started crying really hysterically, then my mum came in and we talked but it didn't really help. I'm not making a plea for help or saying that I am a long-term depressive -- I just get like that sometimes. I just think that I should have been there for that weekend.
Saturday was good, though. Went into town. I couldn't find a copy of Down and Out... so brought Great Expectations/Oliver Twist as a poor consolation. I don't plan to read either -- it's just a nice-looking book and it cost just £1 so it's justified. Also brought: envelopes, dividers for my history file, these cute clip things for notelets and stuff -- mine are, of course, holding up photos and a caramel slice from the Walker cafe. Oh, and I also brought small print from the Walker -- Super Star Fucker -- Andy Warhol Text by Peter Davies. Very cool. Very me.
Then Saturday evening I took my sister to see Finding Nemo. It was cute. We got popcorn and on the way home I brought us chips. We came home and watched The Big Read. The list was OK. I worked out that we have around 50 of what are supposedly the Nation's top 100 books. Quite impressive, I suppose, except not really considering we have around 1000 books, not counting the ones stored in our basement. But anyway. I've compiled a list of books I want to read now. My dad has all of them as well, which is good.
Yesterday was so nice. Autumn weather. Lovely, lovely autumn weather. I love Autumn. So I made a mixtape for Sadie and then read. Also rang Kim and talked to her for a long time. It was fun. She told me that everytime she sees Robson she thinks of me. Ah, on the weekend she was in a section with Mr Wharton, Mr Lunn, Parker, Gilkes and Robson. You cannot understand the injustice of that. Especially since I would've been in that section if I'd been there since Parker always picked me to be in his section because we had a special patrol dance we did together. But enough of that.
I love Taking Back Sunday. And I haven't listened to them for so long. It's a shame.
Neil and Louise are 'on a break'. That phrase always reminds me of Friends.
Anyway my sister is now screaming at me to get off the computer so I should go I suppose before I burst an eardrum or something.
Friday night was bad. Very. Kim texted me saying she was at Yardley, waiting for supper, and that she missed me and Robson said hi and stuff. Bad. I just started crying really hysterically, then my mum came in and we talked but it didn't really help. I'm not making a plea for help or saying that I am a long-term depressive -- I just get like that sometimes. I just think that I should have been there for that weekend.
Saturday was good, though. Went into town. I couldn't find a copy of Down and Out... so brought Great Expectations/Oliver Twist as a poor consolation. I don't plan to read either -- it's just a nice-looking book and it cost just £1 so it's justified. Also brought: envelopes, dividers for my history file, these cute clip things for notelets and stuff -- mine are, of course, holding up photos and a caramel slice from the Walker cafe. Oh, and I also brought small print from the Walker -- Super Star Fucker -- Andy Warhol Text by Peter Davies. Very cool. Very me.
Then Saturday evening I took my sister to see Finding Nemo. It was cute. We got popcorn and on the way home I brought us chips. We came home and watched The Big Read. The list was OK. I worked out that we have around 50 of what are supposedly the Nation's top 100 books. Quite impressive, I suppose, except not really considering we have around 1000 books, not counting the ones stored in our basement. But anyway. I've compiled a list of books I want to read now. My dad has all of them as well, which is good.
Yesterday was so nice. Autumn weather. Lovely, lovely autumn weather. I love Autumn. So I made a mixtape for Sadie and then read. Also rang Kim and talked to her for a long time. It was fun. She told me that everytime she sees Robson she thinks of me. Ah, on the weekend she was in a section with Mr Wharton, Mr Lunn, Parker, Gilkes and Robson. You cannot understand the injustice of that. Especially since I would've been in that section if I'd been there since Parker always picked me to be in his section because we had a special patrol dance we did together. But enough of that.
I love Taking Back Sunday. And I haven't listened to them for so long. It's a shame.
Neil and Louise are 'on a break'. That phrase always reminds me of Friends.
Anyway my sister is now screaming at me to get off the computer so I should go I suppose before I burst an eardrum or something.