Nov 30, 2004 09:56
Don't really know why I'm writing anything at this time; Trisha's on and I'm dead tired.
This place is actually starting to do my head in, it's the whole prison thing, and highest suicide rate thing and the fact I scalded my hand last night with boiling water and couldn't get any sleep last night because of it... Really hurts.
Moving here hasn't really been much to write home about so far, I've had some boss nights on a Tuesday here and there when Kev or anyone comes up and we go to Satans Hollow, get absolutly smashed...at the weekend though I just go to theirs as usual not that I'm moaning it's just you'd think there would be something tempting me to actually want to stay here now and again, but I suppose it keeps everything feeling slightly normal if i do go there as usual.
Anyway, reckon I'll stop whinging now and get on with it. This week should be good, Kev and chris are moving house and doing grown up things, buying lamps and bed covers etc. So yeah that should be boss, christmas is long overdue too but the first term has gone dead fast. Got my first assignment back the other day, did okay, passed anyway.
God. Bored.