If you think back and replay your year, and it doesn't bring out tears of joy or sadness consider it wasted.

Hello,

Well. An update is in order i feel.

Well, i went to stay with Linzie this weekend. it was good. On friday i struggled to the station, after getting my student card off shawn. Lugged my bag to the train, got the train to manchester and changed to get it to leeds. I got to the station with my huge bag and found Linzie, we hugged and then she showed me her room and we went out for tea and some drinks. it was good, then her friend Leo showed up at about midnight, he's cute. And we talked for a while, then her friend caroline showed up, and i fell asleep. Apparently they didn't leave until 3am and i slept talked.

So, then we got up, and got tickets to the freshers ball which meant we had to go dress shopping. So we did. Linzie got this gorgeous lacey black and green dress. And i got this chinese type black dress. We went home, watched smallville, then we got ready and looked all fabtastic and went to the ball. Linzie looked really pretty. We got there, and drank so we felt more comfortable. Then drank more and more. And then Linzie went to the toilet and i ended up talking to her stalker who was kinda nice but kinda creepy, it seemed more nice when i was pissed, i think he was called jack. Linzie watched the sugarbabes, i ahd to leave cause i thought i was gonna pass out, then i had a drink with Jack and laughed at the photo me and linzie had taken as bond girls. So we drank, danced, and went home.

This morning i got up, packed, gave Linzie a hug, got lost on the way to the bus stop, then found it, got the bus to the station and got my ticekts ammended so that i could get one straight to birmingham rather than change 4 times and get one to wolverhampton. So i did that, then helped a guy in a really bad way. He was sat, with a nose bleed, in a pool of something with 3 empty bottles of white lightening cider in the middle of the station, He was coughing and everyone was just laughing at him so i went a got a security guard to help him. They took my name too. Then i got on teh train and read the secret diary of adrien mole, because i am cultured like that. it's really funny. It was the only book in smiths that made me laugh when i read the blurb.

I got home, which was nice. I came upstairs and tidied and unpacked. Then god upset, and mire upset and more upset and it just went to pot in the end. So now i feel really really shit.

Bye.