Summer/Winter... Summer/Winter....?
My mother is calling me 'mate' now, for whatever reason, I'm not sure if I like this....
Anyway, today, I had a real nostalgic moment for the summer- thinking of a beach party I went to that, in all honesty, wasn't very good, but I was just remembering walking back to the train station with Will, stoned out my skull, the air still warm, despite the fact it was probably past nine, talking about shit as usual, and just dumbly joking with each other, as we always do (probably worrying in the backs of our minds about our GCSE results too- why the fuck they built those up to be so important I'll never know), and, for some reason, I just feel really nostalgic about that memory. I don't know why, my throat was hurting at the time I recall, and I'd just spent a boring day smoking so much my throat hurt on a crummy beach, but, hey, my mind works in mysterious ways. God, I can't wait till its all sunny and warm like that again...
That being said, I'm currently getting sort of into the festive spirit, something that doesn't happen usually (often I just observe things, and largely feel neutral towards them), thanks mainly to the positive, happy reactions I've gotten off most of those who I sent personalised E-cards to- I'm spreading joy, look at me! Still, it seems like Christmas will probably be fairly groovy... I must watch Gone With the Wind and Casablanca this year.... It's just after Christmas I'm not looking foward to- all of the disadvantages of the earlier stages of winter, without the 'look ahead to Christmas' mentality. Oh well, I'll be grumpy and depressing then, for now, I hope to be nice and happy :)
Maybe I'll go watch Seinfeld....
Anyway, today, I had a real nostalgic moment for the summer- thinking of a beach party I went to that, in all honesty, wasn't very good, but I was just remembering walking back to the train station with Will, stoned out my skull, the air still warm, despite the fact it was probably past nine, talking about shit as usual, and just dumbly joking with each other, as we always do (probably worrying in the backs of our minds about our GCSE results too- why the fuck they built those up to be so important I'll never know), and, for some reason, I just feel really nostalgic about that memory. I don't know why, my throat was hurting at the time I recall, and I'd just spent a boring day smoking so much my throat hurt on a crummy beach, but, hey, my mind works in mysterious ways. God, I can't wait till its all sunny and warm like that again...
That being said, I'm currently getting sort of into the festive spirit, something that doesn't happen usually (often I just observe things, and largely feel neutral towards them), thanks mainly to the positive, happy reactions I've gotten off most of those who I sent personalised E-cards to- I'm spreading joy, look at me! Still, it seems like Christmas will probably be fairly groovy... I must watch Gone With the Wind and Casablanca this year.... It's just after Christmas I'm not looking foward to- all of the disadvantages of the earlier stages of winter, without the 'look ahead to Christmas' mentality. Oh well, I'll be grumpy and depressing then, for now, I hope to be nice and happy :)
Maybe I'll go watch Seinfeld....