Today I woke up feeling really crap. I was kind of stuck into position by the blinding pain in my hips and back. So I lay still and hoped it would go away. Someone opened my door but didn't see me under the blanket. After a while the pain went away and I got really cold, so I put on two jumpers and got back in bed. I woke up 3 hours later really sweaty. This is why I missed uni today, for the first time ever.
Last night there were floods of tears, which wasn't very happy. #1 wants to come to Hong Kong with me for six months, which should be cool. We are going to get the tiniest flat (HK is expensive) and have a curtain seperating our sides of the bedroom. I am clearly going to have to learn how to be a bit tidier before then.
The weekend was HILARIOUS and the new James Bond film is freakin' ace. Went to a gig, spoke German and Chinese with an Italian accent, went to the 12 bar, went to the library, ate lots of Chinese food, wandered around for hours, ate gruel, went to the cinema, wandered around more and then sat on my bedroom floor. That was the weekend. On Sunday I sat vacantly in my room and then had a tantrum and decided to throw away all my belongings. I really miss someone, but I can't say anything to that person. But it's like they are the only person making me cheerful at the moment and I want to tell them everything.
I will NEVER learn.
Although my sense of disillusionment right now is SKY HIGH.
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2 comments:
whatchamacallit, you miss who in the what now?
Do this mean you a have a young man?
HARLOT!
Noone tells me anything anymore.
Lets fuck shit up at some point. Or have dinner.
Syma
Christ no, no young man here. I seem to be doing a nice line in repelling everyone at the moment. There's honestly nothing to tell, despite #1 coming into my room any night and asking for gossip. I have none! I have no cultural capital! I am devoid of, well, everything...
xxx
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