i know my last post was a tumblr bday post but…
because i was at the bottle-o and the total came to $41 and i had a twenty and 3 tens and seventy cents in change in my purse. i didnt want to break the ten dollar note so i put it on my card. and i just realised there was like $1.60 in coins in the bottom of my bag, not in my purse. fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
my bag is so tiny anyways, its not like i would have had to rummage for it. i just forgot it was there. grrrrrrr
not that you would be able to tell by the small amount of posts i have done. but tumblr got me through my depression (as well as LARGE amounts of tv on dvd)
at the cambridge. we havent spoken for a while now. havent seen him for even longer. but we had a conversation, we talked a fair bit actually. he came up to me to talk. i met his new girlfy and he told me that they have moved in together. after going out for 3 weeks. nuts. shes really nice though.
it wasnt that awkward, but it was kinda. its still unsettling. just being single after all that and not being in his life anymore. not in a way that im upset over, but its just weird. its not like im going to be talking to him regularly again, but i will still probably run into him and his friends around the place.
i keep forming relationships with people - not as in romantic, but as in friendships, and sexual relationships i guess. but… i dont know how i feel about them. they dont particularly make me happy. and i dont mean to say having a boyfriend would make me happy straight up, because im not that dependent on having relationships define my identity/happiness. but ehh
one night to be confused
one night to speed up truth
we had a promise made
cant help but listen to this song over and over. i need to get a good sleeping pattern going…
the amount of boys requesting cuddles off me is ridiculous. all i want is to finish friday night lights so i can watch degrassi already cos degrassi is my baby <3
well really i just want cuddles off one boy, but doubtful ill get them anytime soon. till then i will keep… a) telling people i am a lesbian, and/or b) messing around with other boys.