Apr 12, 2006 17:04
I ve got a million things to say, but they never seem to come out.
Heavy weekend. I am NOT used to being out yet. It's odd, i'll leave the house and still feel really claustrophic and shy and closed in on myself.
FRIDAY night i dressed up as pirate, went to Katy's flat for a drink, fitted myself in a fridge, met old faces, chatted bullshit to random people, watched the Labyrinthe and passed out.
SATURDAY i took my lil brothers to Vicki Park, was outraged to be charged for £1.10 for the smallest plastic cup of instant hot chocolate in the world, fell asleep while watching Ice Age 2, took people to my house, smoked too much and totally chilled out then fell asleep next to Sim.
SUNDAY i stayed at Ollie's. Watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (which is a fucking brilliant film), drank wine and got a little too pissed. We hugged for what seemed like eternity becasue i was hurting and Ollie was "concerned," then fell asleep at 4am.
MONDAY i managed to crawl into work, then everyone came out for Wendy's leaving party at Vanessa's pub in Larkhall. Had a few drinks, chatted to Jaz and Jess and went home.
Now my throat is killing me, the situation with Ollie is even more fucked, and i am cravin food that i dont have...
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