It doesn't feel like 4 days till Christmas.
Because I was such a cunt towards Paul last night I ended up crying myself to sleep.
He has sent me about 3 texts today.
Says he was just giving me time to cool off.
Fair enough.
I miss him.
I want him here now.
It isn't fair.
Nothing is.
I've fallen for him.
Too quickly.
And hard.
I went and got all the stuff sorted that got stolen from my sister's party. And still because I stood and spoke to the girl about why and everything, I am now hated by both my little sisters.
Gosh my life is great right now.
I took my dog out for about 5 hours, walked in to the next town and everything.
Had to clear my head.
Had to think.
I picked up flat listings today. I've found one that is suitable. I sent an email to the agency to arrange a viewing so hopefully I'll receive one back come tomorrow.
Got the Job Centre tomorrow at half 3. If I go in to the agency well before that then hopefully I will get a viewing then.
I just need out this house.
I need my own space.
I need to be independant again.
Got the creepy guy Mick wanting to meet up tomorrow which isn't fun.
I'm definitely not meeting him.
He will probably make me feel worse.
I have to get this mood switching under control again.
Completely under control again.
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