Mood: Bleeeeck!
Listening to: Radiohead & Damien Rice here and there

This is one of those nights.
Those nights were you really want to be at the party
with your boyfriend and your (his...) friends,
having fun-
but a number of factors lead you to believe
that going back to your room to call it an early night is a "good idea".
None of these "reasons" seem like good reasons
at the point on "those nights" before you go to bed,
as you are thinking about being alone
in your vacant double dorm room on a Saturday night...
wondering if you made the wrong decision.
I decided to have fun with the rugby girls last night-
something I hadn't done in a long time.
Powerhour- blacklabel fourty for me,
plus whatever else I decided to consume in my state of stupidness.
I don't weigh very much, just in case you haven't guessed.
I usually have a decent record, but
lastnight overestimated myself -
my cold was not a positive addition either.
I feel like I've been puking the whole day. Couldn't study for my econ exam that is looming up on Monday.
Tired as hell, and still not feeling hot.
So I decided to stay home, to get a good nights rest
and its become one of "those nights".
Don't you hate it when
you don't mean to hold someone back at all
but they think that you do?
Fuck. I think I could go to sleep now.

My heartfelt thanks for your incredible support...




LOVE!!