once again, i'll have to get in uniform in the morning. and with my tattoo not yet healed, i am SO not looking forward to it.
i watched a bit of funny people while working today (which i actually got a lot of in, for a change), and then SB came over and we watched national treasure. cool movie, and it was a rented DVD that ran first time!
sweet.
harsh was having this gorgeous girl, who i've now fallen for in every way, on my bed with me, talking about how neither of us want to stop seeing each other.
i can't figure out if god hates me, or loves me, or just isn't paying attention. maybe she's right. maybe i will find another suitable girl, who'll be suitable enough to be with me for a prolonged period of time.
but when? a year from now? two years? i think i may weep openly.
at least light up another cigarette.
quick net routine, a shower, and bed.
Dude, cheerup...
ReplyDeleteOne day you will look back and think...What a load of rubbish I wrote back then... :)