'I been waiting for this moment for all my life...Baby you told me you were drowning, I would not lend a hand, I seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am...'
What am I waiting for? I can feel it coming in the air tonight...
Today I'm busy. I'm going out tonight and I want to look decent! The problem is, what do I do about my arms? I have to go and get the dressings changed today. Bloody dogs! Well I might as well go sort out my hair and eyebrows, then go off and get them changed, come back, sort out my bloody room and get ready - that is, if we are still going out. I phoned L today and she'll call me back after she comes back from university. Then we'll decide. I do like Monday nights at Eros - they have all this old skool stuff. Shame about the expensive drinks. I can only ever have one there.
My mum won't be pleased. But she don't own me. I can do what I like - I'm a student after all! Aren't all students meant to go out every night and stagger back in the early hours? I swear, I have to move out! I can't stand her moaning and her cooking. Actually no-ne actually cooks here anymore. My mum is always too tired to do anything after work. So I just eat what I can eat in easy reach - fruit, yoghurts, chips, chocolate, sandwiches etc. Anything that comes out of a fast food joint or the fridge is all I can be bothered to do. I wish I wasn't so chubby. The amount of diets I've tried, this year.
Curves, Atkins, South Beach, GI....I can't be bothered with all that crap anymore. Dieting are for people who have got nothing else better to do, when they could simply lose weight by not sitting on their arses watching bloody Loose Women or Trisha. I think I will join the gym next week. I know of a good deal. I've got to get fit anyway, because I'm going skiing in January (a week after my birthday) and I've got that cycle trek in Chile in June. I need to get skiing lessons, because I've forgotten how to ski. I just remember my first ski trip. The instructor was a pervert. He tipped me off my skis (he thought it would be funny) and I ripped out a chunk of his hair in the struggle! That'll teach him. I hope he's still got a bald patch.