Me, You & My Medication

I'm cold.
It's lame.
I'm still ill, but I'm getting better. I'm allowed to go to Spain, so maybe it will be good for me.
I need to get away.
Yet again reminded myself how fickle I am at the moment.
It's getting the point that it's annoying me.
I saw Alice In Wonderland last night, it was good, but not what I expected. I wanted it to be a lot darker than it was.
Never mind.
I got my euros today. Talk about last minute. Need to pack still.
And my bunny is coming home with me when I get back. I am so very excited.
Yay.
I went for a lush walk in the sunshine with Hope and Lewis because the fresh air makes me feel better. I keep getting a ridiculous fever so a nice walk tends to help.
I took lots of good photo's of them. And we took stanners. He's cute.
Had, yet more, childish behaviour forced into my life, but I pushed it out just as quickly.
If I cared, I'd "say something" or "do something" about it. But there is no point.
I don't care and never will care. Heartless? I'm over it.
I care for little.
One of the few people I do care about is being careless right now.
Brilliant.
I can't wait to move to Brighton.
I'm bored of Exeter and Ottery and all the people around here to be honest.
NEXT.
Something exciting (to me because I'm a dork haha) did happen yesterday though, got chatting to a lovely someone about philosophy and good books and things that GENUINELY interest me. It was so nice. I miss having intellectual conversations.

It was nice to see Lewis and Miss Hope the other day.