Monday is Halloween. I'm pretty excited about it, I get to dress up and that's always a good laugh :). On a different note i'm finding it very hard to get over people. Maybe its just because its late at night and im reminiscing back to last winter when I was happy to see someone. Happy to stay away from the shift. As long as I had a text on my phone or facebook mail when I woke up in the morning I was happy. It didnt last though. I think it was because im a bit impatient. But when the only reason you hear (and you hear it because one of the lads says it to you) is that your 'too perfect'. However I normally take any comments from girls on the chin. But then again that certain one does come along, the kind of one who can make you jealous in a second just by hugging a lad. This blog must make me sound like an awful pussy/prick/whinging fucker. Im actually not arsed. I find it hard to talk about so Im just gonna throw it out there. Im really just writing whatever comes into my head. Well anyways, it is a bad feeling, the one that makes you almost 100 percent sure you dont have a glimpse of a chance with her again. Thats the feeling I have now. If the lads ever found this blog they would probably slag the shit outta me. They do a wee bit anyways. Anyways, a happy song just came on and Ive decided to say fuck everything. Id love to e off my tree right now. Roll on tomorw, im dressing up as David Bowie.
Bring it yiz packa cuunts.
