again? Is apt the right word? Anyway because I'm flying back to
Adelaide again ( which I'm sure I need to count on two hands now the
amount of times I've been back since the big move) and thinking about
the great weekend I have once again had. But did I have a good weekend?
I spent all weekend wondering why I was missing calls ( iPhone was on
silent - didn't realize - nojoke)
I spent my planned party night with peole I barely know who are
6+years younger than me ( for the record I had a blast and I love
laughing and arguing over non changeable/mouldable life shit)
This also there fire caused me to spend much less money than planned
on booze and allow me a few guilty pleasures.
The period from about 2am to 8am sun morning feeling completely in
secure about myself for no reason except paranoia
I spent a lot of time listening to peeps joke about my 'apparent'
relationship and actually felt ok with everything they said , losing
that cut feeling I always used to get.
I still haven't learnt to read the one person who means the most to me
right now
Yes blogs are lame! Who cares your the one reading it because you want
to know what I'm thinking.
The reality is I don't care anymore, about anything. Break my heart
baby and watch me fal
Sent from my iPhone
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