But you're pretty messed up too.
my life would suck without you - Kelly Clarkson
Some people are pretty awkward.
I feel bad at having a go at one of my close friends who just got dumped by some guy and all complicated stuff that I can't be arsed going into. Thing is, she needs to move on, and all she's doing all lessons or any time that she's with me is moan and cry and moan and complain etc. She rang me late on Friday night crying and that was okay, it made me sad to hear a girl's heart breaking so evidently, like I could literally hear it crashing around her. Today in chemistry though, she just keeps looking at him and talking about him, making no attempt to get over him or try and forget.
I tried to tell her, but she just yelled at me, all frustrated.
I wonder if it would be the same with me.
I'm disappointed.
On Saturday night I bumped into some guy who I can't remember ever really talking to before. He lives on my estate and I assume that I must have spoken to him at some point, because as long as I can remember living at this house I've always known him and his name, and for about a year I used to love him. (If it weren't for my old, pathetic diaries I used to keep I would not remember any of this. It's why I regret deleting all my old blogs which kept a record of all over last year.) Anyway, on Saturday night, in my drunken confidence I told him that, although he didn't even know who I was (he knows where I live and recognises me from around and stuff) I used to fancy him a lot, I think I gave away the impression that I was some what obsessed with him.
He added me on facebook anyway, and started talking to me yesterday. I was really hoping he'd walk on the road opposite my bus stop this morning and wave to me. But I didn't see him.
I keep finding myself thinking about him and then I laugh outloud and tell myself off.
I think I think that I owe it to my younger self to be friends with him. My younger self would have loved to have enough courage to talk to him, but unluckily (though probably it's for the best) she didn't have the advantage of alcohol to get that courage.
It's a beautiful thing. I know lots of people wont agree with me, but it is, to me at least.
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I'm a HP freak and I too haven't read it. I haven't even bought it that is how bad it is. It is a deep and worrying sin and I really need to buy it and redeem myself.
ReplyDeleteOhhh I went to platform 9 and 3 quarters. I went running around asking for directing and that resulted to my oyster card going into minus.
Past obsession. Looking back can be painful think about how you where once so naïve to have thought this thing was good looking *shudders*
I hated Breaking Dawn, I'm not going to spoil it for you. You might or might not understand my hatred for it when you finish.