Propane Nightmares

I am not a happy one today.

I have had no sleep, this was due to me staying at the planet until 4am when they kicked us out, drinking to much, and sleeping in Matt’s bed knowing full well I had to be at work for 10am and the half hour walk would kill me. I gave in, got a taxi and
now I am at work, not looking my freshest if I’m honest.

I’ve not stayed up all night in the longest time, I was lying there watching the sun creep in the window, and then I felt sick so I rolled over. It was nice while it lasted though.

I think the friendship boundaries between me and Matt may have been pushed last night, it was odd, good odd, I think. I spent a long time wanting it to happen and then, 2 weeks before the end of term, whoosh it does. He was telling me we can make it work; he’d make the effort to see me. And I’m like, that’s all well and good, but I don’t even know where Solihull is let alone how to get there. Plus the times I live in wolves that’s all well and good, but the times I’m in Lancashire, it’s a 2 hour, expensive, train journey. Is it wrong to be thinking about logistics instead of like, the actual thing of it? Well he told me he liked me, and apparently has done since ‘he first slit my throat’ (those of you who read my blog will remember the post about us making Kel’s film with her). He also told me that he wasn’t just saying it because he was drunk and he kept asking me why it had taken so long for us to hook up. To be honest I’m a bit ‘run home and hide under the covers’. I’ve not been in a relationship in a long time, and there’s always the ‘what if I’m really bad in bed!’ problem. And he’s very nerdy, well he’s odd. He’s like emo and nerdy at the same time, he plays war hammer for gods sakes. I think it’s his fault I’m so hung-over, what with him giving me a double vodka when I now whole heartedly avoid it due to the massive hangovers it gives me. I drank so much water when we got in as well, and I still feel crap.

Anyway,

That’s it, my personal life spread across the internet for your reading pleasure.

Katie x

Ps: how did I make it to 19 without realising ‘as well’ was two separate words?