It goes like this the fourth the fifth, the minor chord the major lift
I just saw the last episode of the O.C. again and guess what it made me cry again, it isn’t just the O.C. it is the fact that they play hallelujah (sp) and that song always makes me very very sad, even in Shrek.
I was originally going to Bath this weekend, but I couldn’t as Gemma was going. So I was then going to go home but Graeme was coming up here to play football Saturday morning against the Shrewsbury Veteran Supports. So my parents decided to come up this weekend but as Graeme had already bought the tickets to come up Friday night they came Saturday morning.
Tasha and I have decided that we should be sociable or at the very least more sociable than we are now. So Friday we went to the cinema not particulally sociable but at least we were out then came the sociable bit we went to The Hop with Tall Dave and Will (guy who was trying to make moves on me the other Wednesday). We sat in Tasha’s car for a long time before we eventually braved it and went in, we are aware that we are sad. It was actually quite fun, I beat Tasha at giant connect four twice, we beat Will and Tall Dave twice at table football and I lost twice at pool, once with Will and once with Tall Dave. But I did manage to make them all laugh, a creepy old guy who was watching us kept on telling me how I should hit it, and then at one stage he was bent around me trying to show me how to hold the cue properly quite scary but they just laughed.
Met Graeme at 10.30 and he looked really really ill, we were going to walk to the Taylors, where we were staying, but instead I called Deb and got her to give us a lift. At the Taylors Graeme proceeded to throw up hourly all through the night until about 6 in the morning. Which was awful for me who was sharing a room with him. I can not deal with sick, it always makes me want to throw up. Thankfully Deb is a nurse so she dealt with him. Saturday ,minced around town for a bit until Graeme felt to ill again so back to the Taylors we went.
We went to see Christmas with the Kranks which is an awful awful film. Slept at mine Saturday night but had to share with my mum so was woken up at 7 the next day.
Everyones gone now, and I cant’ even catch up on my sleep as I have to go see Simon early tomorrow. Simon is my doctor he is a lovely public school boy, and asks me to call him Simon my mum always looks a bit perturbed about the fact I call him Simon but oh well.
I was originally going to Bath this weekend, but I couldn’t as Gemma was going. So I was then going to go home but Graeme was coming up here to play football Saturday morning against the Shrewsbury Veteran Supports. So my parents decided to come up this weekend but as Graeme had already bought the tickets to come up Friday night they came Saturday morning.
Tasha and I have decided that we should be sociable or at the very least more sociable than we are now. So Friday we went to the cinema not particulally sociable but at least we were out then came the sociable bit we went to The Hop with Tall Dave and Will (guy who was trying to make moves on me the other Wednesday). We sat in Tasha’s car for a long time before we eventually braved it and went in, we are aware that we are sad. It was actually quite fun, I beat Tasha at giant connect four twice, we beat Will and Tall Dave twice at table football and I lost twice at pool, once with Will and once with Tall Dave. But I did manage to make them all laugh, a creepy old guy who was watching us kept on telling me how I should hit it, and then at one stage he was bent around me trying to show me how to hold the cue properly quite scary but they just laughed.
Met Graeme at 10.30 and he looked really really ill, we were going to walk to the Taylors, where we were staying, but instead I called Deb and got her to give us a lift. At the Taylors Graeme proceeded to throw up hourly all through the night until about 6 in the morning. Which was awful for me who was sharing a room with him. I can not deal with sick, it always makes me want to throw up. Thankfully Deb is a nurse so she dealt with him. Saturday ,minced around town for a bit until Graeme felt to ill again so back to the Taylors we went.
We went to see Christmas with the Kranks which is an awful awful film. Slept at mine Saturday night but had to share with my mum so was woken up at 7 the next day.
Everyones gone now, and I cant’ even catch up on my sleep as I have to go see Simon early tomorrow. Simon is my doctor he is a lovely public school boy, and asks me to call him Simon my mum always looks a bit perturbed about the fact I call him Simon but oh well.