I get a text message last night, I assume from me mate C, about a get together on new years eve at bowlplex, and could I tell everyone please?

Well, you know what? No I shan’t. I have had it with my mates from school. They always treated me like crap out of school, when we were becoming adults as opposed to teens, we’ve started down very different paths in our adult lives, and I no longer feel bound to them [I never felt particularly close to them in the first place]. I have a job, there are people there who I can be mates with.

I also find it incredibly rude of her to just come along and do something else while me and Luke are trying to sort out going for a meal. It’s a flagrant disregard of others plans.

So, I shan’t go, and I shan’t tell anyone, and I have officially divorced my old high school friends ['cept kitty, cuz kitty's special].

They can all go sit and swivel cuz they can’t be arsed to try and maintain friendship with me, so why should I bother either?

[And plus I can't fucking stand BowlPlex and it'll be far worse on new years eve]

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Yeah, it was just that good. So what happened then?
1. I just duff boards nearly all day that I couldn’t fix.
2. I blew up my power supply [kat, thats the big box that lives at the back of the tower in a big comp ] in the most spectacular fasion. It had blue sparks and everything. And, while pissy at the time, is kinda cool now.
3. I think I had wind; I’ve been really cold and tired all day, and I’m pretty sure my eyes weren’t closed and I wastherefore sleeping, but I’m not sure now.
4. Mat [guy from work] is pissed at Dan [our dan] cuz of something to do with their house warming clashing with our get together [which is a rant all in itself right now], even thought it might not do and raagh *got lost and confused*

But, ya know what? I think the sky on the way home made up for everything. The sky was so clear, and I caught the tail end of sunset and.. oh, just beautiful

But yeah. I should divorce/ dump/ whatever my mates ['cept kitty and Lex]. I wanted to see them all for christmas, I bought a fantabulous new dress, so I suggest going to a resturant. No one wants to go. We’re supposed to go this weekend, but no one is telling me anything about if its on or not or whatever. Is it really too much to ask that I wanna see my mates, and I wanna wear my goddamn dress, and makes every male in the goddamn resturant jealous of andy? I know what will happen, we’ll just go for drinks, and my dress isn’t a drinking dress [well, it might be a coctail dress, but there is nowhere like that in poole], it’s a dinner-at-7 dress, and I am so goddamn pissed at them. Not that any of them read this though, so what trhe fuck does it all matter anyway. I just shouldn’t buy nice clothes, I never get to goddamn fucking wear them. :’(

Goddam fucking usless shitbags.

Hu, even swearing’s not making me feel better

I wish kitty were back already, she’d go to a resturant with me [since andy doesn't like them], or Lexy. I bet Lexy’s a real… Damn, what’s the word? Connoisseur. I really whish I knew why it seems so gorram difficult for me to go out and have a nice meal and a fun time. Oh wait, I forgot, fun only happens to other people [/bitterness]

merr.

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