And I didn't even have my thermos. It's at Miss Hope's house. Sadface.
I went to look around my uni's in Brighton today. Amazing. My decision has been made; Sussex University, Brighton, living with B, summer, being happy, being far away, PSYCHOLOGY, falling in love with a place all over again.
I cannot wait. I just want to go now. I am aware I say this daily now, but there's nothing keeping me here anymore. Obviously the few amazing people left in this County, but, they'll stay my friends wherever I am.
On my drive up there I was thinking about the people I would actually bother saying goodbye; and the people I thought would actually bother to say goodbye to me properly. And by this I do not mean over facebook or text. I mean coming to see me, or a phone call at least.
Honestly? I don't think many people would.
But I'll still bother with them; because they mean something to me. Or did once.
Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of people I won't bother with at all. But then that probably means they never meant anything to me in the first place.
Ahhh. August 1st 2010. Bring it on.
Today I asked someone "important" if they would come and visit me "by the seaside" were my exact words I think; and her response was "ermm, well it's quite far away Leo."
Wow. Cheers. And this is someone that should bother to see me.
I didn't even ask because I wanted them to. Just because I knew this would be the answer. Or some other feeble excuse; but got to be honest, part of me was kind of hoping for an "of course I will" or something vaguely similar.
Oh well, it's the way it's always been. And it's not the end of the world.
After all, it's the students job to bother to come home, not vice versa.
Tomorrow is going to be a lush, stress free, take it as it comes kind of day.
I mean, it has some structure; this is me we're talking about after all.
Organisation freak.
But I'm looking forward to it. After such a mental day today. So much driving in one day.
But I'm glad to be in my bed to be honest.
Looks as though I'm off to Bristol next weekend, with Miss Hope and Laura; just to go out for the night. I'm very excited.
Oh yeah, not going to Brighton again next weekend now. Slight change of plan.
Sometimes I can be bad at sticking to plans.
I hate that.
But it's only because I like quadruple book everyday always. I fail.
I always want to see everyone and persuade myself I'll have time and just end up letting people down.
Or I'm just exhausted after work and fall asleep! This is an experience totally brand new to me. I've never been able to sleep.
I received really good post today.
Don't you adore that?
Yep, I do.
I got a letter from Lauren, my best friend from year 7 & 8 who moved to Canada. We've always stayed in touch, but not as well as we should have sometimes. But lately we decided so start writing to each other again. Love letter style. I love old fashioned traditions. I'm going to buy nice paper etc tomorrow and write back. How exciting.
I also got the film for my new vintage pink Polaroid camera which I ordered yesterday. The film cam quick. Don't want to wait for the camera now! Sadface.
And I got some more information from Sussex university. Ahhhhhhh.
I can't contain my excitement for all of these things.
I'm going to Spain stupidly soon.
Everything is booked.
Perfect.
Me, Miss Hope, Bry & Rosie.

Also, I am failing to control my desire for Travis Barker lately.
I need some eye candy around here of a similar style.
Where's all the talent at the moment?
Give me, tall, skinny, dark hair, tattoo's and piercings and I'm happy.
Oh and some maturity on the side.
Ta.
Yummy.
Well then, I guess this is goodbye for now.
Tomorrow can bring only good things.
"Did you honestly think that I'd forget your name? We are close to home and that's all we need. We've been driving this way for weeks now but things could be worse. Just remember not to be selfish, keep it calm. Don't believe a single word you ever heard about me, we'll still be driving this way now in weeks and there are cracks appearing that you will soon see. And don't believe a single word you heard about me. The temperature is rising, but its a shame about your heartbeat. And I'm not scared that this is happening. The conversation sparks without a single pulse but I can still see you. Just keep it slow, don't ever let him know, that even though, I actually meant something I wrote."
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