Why is life like the movies... As soon as stuff starts going right, you get that eerie creepy music and you know shit's about to go down.
And of course it does.
I think I mentioned in my other blog about my bajillion fights with my (ex?) best friend about her and her jackass of a boyfriend.
It escalated on so many level saturday night and ended up with me crying hystericaly outside in the freezing cold trying to catch my breath for 2 hours.
I don't know if I was crying because I kinda realise that everything she wrote was true, or if it's because i know I've actually lost her and this time there's no going back.
either way, it really hurt.
It still does.
So what do i got do saturday night? get drunk.
What to I do tonight? Get stoned.
It felt good.
well, it felt better.
gonna be productive tomorrow,
Finish off work, make a food plan, go food shopping (but healthy food!), hoover/clean room, do washing up, wash some clothes.
Yeaaa the whole lot.
Chances of me actually doing any of those? probably 0
but i'll try my best.
Other than the fight with the friend my weekends been ok, was in London for it, got to see some friends and family which was nice. Made me feel a little at home.
Just trying to chill now and sort some stuff out, calm my head.
I don't know, should I email her again and apologise?
Should I just forget it and she if she emails me? Well she wont...
arggg I don't know what to do.
What would you do?