Hello again, I'm here to vent to no-one in particular. I've just eaten a Thai Green Curry, fuck that was hot. Three glasses of wine and I'm feeling merry. I'm here to talk about frustration. It's amazing how that fucking emotion can sneak up on you, you don't even notice it then kablamo. FRUSTRATION!! Oh, I need some angsty music for this post.
Ah, wtf happened to iTunes, it's red now?
Anyway, I was supposed to be on a date tonight, that's right when Rebecca moves across the world her fucking shitty love life follows her. A year for myself and I fall into the male trap. Yay me!! So, I was supposed to be on a date tonight and I'm frustrated one because the guy cancelled but two, because I was about to cancel on him too. I'm so fucking terrified of new things, which is paradox because everything I experience over here is fucking new. Ahh, I love the f word, it's my friend. Hmm, this is probably going to be more interesting than I first expected. Tomorrow I'm going to the beach, even if it's blowing a gale and pissing down. Another friend, hehe! So, this is a ranty, sweary post that I haven't really thought about. I'm just pretending this is my 10 year old self's diary. "My mum won't let me buy new colouring pencils for school, I hate her soooooooo much" styley!
So tomorrow, beach... whatever the weather, to clear my head. I love that I can talk to no one here!
Rx
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