Showing posts with label sad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sad. Show all posts

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

Troublesome evening, but last night was fun

Internet's back on again! Yay, I can waste my time watching series and looking up music as usual.

Last night was fun! Didn't go to Sisco.
After band practice, bassist Paul, father Chris and I went to artbar. They an open mic night and Chris made me join him on The Rest is Silence. Can you believe it?? Ah! Went well.
Not as nervous anymore. Went to Skint, floor 5, Kirsty seemed to be buying all my drinks.

Is it ridiculous that it makes me sad that my ex has found someone new, moved on after just three weeks.

Just not a good ending to this long day that's already been troubled with other issues and accusations.

Thursday, 5 November 2009

flemmy prospectus

Clomping down the stairs from flat 8. Only the gingers work the heels (Katie & I).




I am still very happy about my A for my first Psychology report. Yesterday at Templelane was fun, but I was a bit of a pain in the ass, hugging Kirsten and Lizzie way too much. Today my voice is gross. I went to class then to Starbucks and town, then died in my bed for four hours, then joined Kirsten and Lizzie in the watching of SATC the movie. Tomorrow we're going to celebrate Guy Fawkes Night at Lochee Park, there's fireworks and a bonfire, I will bring my booze.

@ Templelane, blurry drunken me feasting upon Katie & Kirsten.

Monday, 2 November 2009

Back with a Slap

Halloween in Hastings.





Wind punched me today when I arrived in Dundee. Only took 4 and a half to Edinburgh from London, who would've thought. I woke up just before they announced my stop. Lucky, tired, from an eventful weekend. Went to London on Friday after class, arrived half ten, went to Hastings on Saturday to celebrate Halloween with Nina. Her boyfriend Tom was a dead old lady and his flatmate Boogie was dressed as a whore. I was a sad, sad emo. Nina was a mime. I liked Boogie's "whore" shirt, asked if I could have it, he liked to see it as an "I want to get into your shirt"- pickup line. No, man. Just wanted the shirt.
Got away with Tom's ripped lady-dress.
Her birthday was the next day :). Awesome to see Nina. Sad and happy times were had. Things got better towards the end, so I think. Came back to London at five (Hastings is two hours away).
Nice and pub and better. Left this morning, early morning, I was forty-five minutes early and a hobo asked me for a cigarette, I'm sorry, I don't roll fast enough.
Here I am, I washed my face again, thoroughly, I can't comb my hair, forgot the comb in Hastings, so I look like a bit of a mess.

Going to the Grizzly Bear concert tonight in Glasgow. Leaving at six...

Now I'm off to meet EunYi!




I quit smoking, see how stupid it makes me look.