We've been looking at houses for next year. It's a bit stressful but also it's a little bit exciting.
I'm sat in my bed talking to a friend and watching gossip girl on itv catchup. I really love gossip girl. Even though the idea that there's some strange spy giving everyone text updates on the gossip of New York is really weird and also not really explained. I am completely in love with Chuck Bass. And I also think Blair is completely fantastic. I think the guy who plays Chuck was in Vanilla Sky paying this little autistic kid or something.
Whenever I go out at the minute, I always end up leaving early. I'm not sure what it is. Because I really do love going out dancing. I love everything about it; getting dressed up, dancing around, seeing all my friends, getting ratted (or not, whatever). It's such good fun. But recently I always get this strange feeling, like I can't stand everyone being around me. It's like I'm in a bubble and everyone's trying to annoy me. And nothing helps, and I can't get into the mood. And all I want to do is run away.
So that's what I do lately. I just end up going home without telling anyone. It's usually fine, but last night I hadn't taken keys, so I had to sit on the step being hassled by drunks across the road. It was gross. Although still miles better than staying in the club.
My macbook's fixed now. Go Apple.
I'm getting a tattoo on Saturday morning.
I think I'm going to eat some birthday cake.
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