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I spoke to Andrea last night. He was in Italy, drunk. He was asking me if I regretted going to see him. I was muchos confused. Apparently he was such a moody git because he didn't know what I wanted from him..Or something. Err..Nothing? He made me a coffee. I was pleased.
I like having male friends, why do they always think I want their babies?
Maybe I did at one point. Like when you don't really like people like that, and know it doesn't work but when they aren't there, you put them on a pedastal. I want the old thing back where we used to just bitch at each other and be sarky. It was a giggle. I totally realise all that now. I'm enjoying 2005. Its random but bloody fun.
Planning to go on holiday with Sal and Joanne. Italy, Denmark, Sweden, France, Norway...We can't decide. Mostly we're just going for the cheapest, meaninh Italy prolly, but I really want to go back to Sweden. That place has stuck with me so much, I could live there. It was so peaceful. Plus Copenhagen has a red light district, not that amazing you may think, but something to consider when all of the reasonably priced hotels are situated in it.
Oh and this is fun, my Dad wants me to spend the two last weeks of freedom I have after the exams stuck in Aberdeen finding a job. As if waiting two weeks is going to kill me, I have £1000 student loan and I know I'm bad at budgeting but I aren't *that* bad. It makes me feel kindof sad though, like they don't want me around anymore, but oh well, whatever, I'm going soon, make it easier for them. Hes dead worried about money yet he sends me it without me asking during the semester. I cannot win.
Lastly, I can't revise, I'm screwed.
I like having male friends, why do they always think I want their babies?
Maybe I did at one point. Like when you don't really like people like that, and know it doesn't work but when they aren't there, you put them on a pedastal. I want the old thing back where we used to just bitch at each other and be sarky. It was a giggle. I totally realise all that now. I'm enjoying 2005. Its random but bloody fun.
Planning to go on holiday with Sal and Joanne. Italy, Denmark, Sweden, France, Norway...We can't decide. Mostly we're just going for the cheapest, meaninh Italy prolly, but I really want to go back to Sweden. That place has stuck with me so much, I could live there. It was so peaceful. Plus Copenhagen has a red light district, not that amazing you may think, but something to consider when all of the reasonably priced hotels are situated in it.
Oh and this is fun, my Dad wants me to spend the two last weeks of freedom I have after the exams stuck in Aberdeen finding a job. As if waiting two weeks is going to kill me, I have £1000 student loan and I know I'm bad at budgeting but I aren't *that* bad. It makes me feel kindof sad though, like they don't want me around anymore, but oh well, whatever, I'm going soon, make it easier for them. Hes dead worried about money yet he sends me it without me asking during the semester. I cannot win.
Lastly, I can't revise, I'm screwed.