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I watch the swing as it drifts empty in the wind (justonekiss) wrote,
@ 2004-06-09 18:26:00
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    Current mood: hopeful
    Current music:Save Ferris/ The Distillers/ Hoobastank

    Wasting All My Loving On Someone Like You
    I've had kind of a good evening.

    Brother was being luffly. We were pissing about and having a conversation. He was in a Very good mood. I asked him if he's going to marry Sarah. He got very quiet and said "I dunno."

    Then I made a coca cola float with vanilla ice cream. Brother yelled out "Eurgh!" quite loudly.
    But it tasted so damn good. And I felt very happy.

    He was very surprised at how I slammed my window shut without worry of shattering the glass. So was the carpenter guy. He was scared to shut it.

    Woo. Ali is online. I love that sexy beast. I haven't spoken to him in ages. I've missed him so very much. Aw, he just sent me a photo. His hair has all gone! Hopefully, we will be having a re union next weekend. As this weekend he is going to a gig Saturday and dosen't get back till Sunday afternoon. Which is a bit of a bitch. I was hoping I could see him on Saturday. But never mind. I can't wait to see him. I love him so very much.

    George comes home tomorrow. Eleven-ish. I tried to persuade my mom it to letting me have the day off in honour of him. Didn't work.

    On Saturday morning me and Hannah are going up to the gym for an induction thingy. Ha, I stupidly suggested we just pretend we have already had one. But then we wouldn't know how to work the machines and how long we should go on them. The hotels we stayed at in the US had gyms. They were fun. Lol, that sounds so odd. 'Working out is fun.' Whatever, it was.

    So many people are going through so fucking much right now. I feel sorry for everyone. Obviously I'm not going to write them up here. It's there times not mine. But I guess loads of people have it harder than I do right now. Im just tormenting myself over what hasn't been.

    I am now plotting with Becky how we can get Ali to come with us on Saturday. I'm getting butterflies in my stomach just thinking about the prospect of seeing him.



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