A nice flat in London would be nice. And, think, you've been living with Syma for nigh on eighteen years now, and.. erm.. well you don't want to die at the moment, do you? Say no. Please say no. Please mean it. *wails* Dead Syra!
Oh heavens will you just LOOK at how I can work myself up into a state? Anyway. You'll be in England and this is the Main Thing.
hey hannie, we might be seeing our momma off at the airport on reading day 1.. and this means a possibly fashionably late entrance [schweetie daaahling] from me and syma (7pm-ish?)
The thursday? Yar I dunno what time I can get down there, I have to pick up my exam results at some point (har. har har har.) & I might be getting a lift up with a friend o' a friend. But but but. Erm... fuck you've already gone to England haven't you! Yikes! I mean come to England.. oh you know. Well ANYWAY (go on Mr Internet Stalker, STALK ME, see if I care) Hannie phone goodness = 07766 054528 so let me know where you are. Or summat. Right right.
You're in the country. Probably. This is weeeeeird. Squee!
Meep. I assume, then, too late to suggest you just make such entries private? (Am tempted to do the same with some of mine, but I don't want to censor myself...)
i kept a few entries, namely my drunken ones which are too damn funny to get rid of. and my sad george saga. BUT NO! ONWARDS AND UPWARDS! my slate is clean! and my bag is packed! and I'M GONNA PARTY LIKE It'S NINE-TEEN-NINE-TEE-NIIIIIIIIINE!
you have a comfortable grip on love, you need not a censor!
Are you killing off your journal?
What will I read on the hot summer nights when I can't sleep? What??
*wails*
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i found many scary things back there. monsters lurking :|
i'll buy you a copy of the king james II holy bible and you can read THAT young lady!
three goddamned days. and only now do i decide to move to london. i must be retarded.
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London? Eh? Explain woman.
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me momma said she'd get me and symatwin a nice flat if i transfer. still mulling over it though.. living with syma might make me want to die :|
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A nice flat in London would be nice. And, think, you've been living with Syma for nigh on eighteen years now, and.. erm.. well you don't want to die at the moment, do you? Say no. Please say no. Please mean it. *wails* Dead Syra!
Oh heavens will you just LOOK at how I can work myself up into a state? Anyway. You'll be in England and this is the Main Thing.
*nods*
x
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so go on msn! woman! quicksharp!
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You're in the country. Probably. This is weeeeeird. Squee!
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ooh. digits, ooh. we'll like.. call you tomorrow evening somewhen. brace yourself!
i see clouds!
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Ealing... beware of the Alex-ungoodness, y'hear?
Ooh! *braces self* Promise not to laff at my voice, hmmmm?
They're not clouds they're sheep...
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you have a comfortable grip on love, you need not a censor!
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Ho ho ho. See "only other relationship I've ever had". Or even better, "state I was in after that ****ed up, and related activities". Urk.
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