January 08.
Fuuucking hell haha, it's been a short year really - but I guess I have to admit it's been one of the best years.
I mean.. I met Jen, Rox and Stefan this year; in Amsterdam and then stopped over in Wales - it was fucking good times if I'm honest; even if there's a rift starting to come between us and getting my lip pierced. Which I let heal up cause I looked like a nob haha, and besides I didn't have much choice when anesthetic and school.
April 28th, Give It A Name is the date I will probably always look back on and never really fully come to terms with it. Conner. I just remember mum saying 'You know whose playing a GIAN this year? HIM!' so obv. I was going to plead and plead to go, and she finally said yeah. The night before I wished on 11:11 to meet someone at it, but in all honesty I went to have fun; because I was still "with" Gideon haha - and because it was to see some of my favourite bands. I bought an MSI shirt and then went to sit down to watch Fightstar; who were shit haha - and then saying to mum 'Shall we stand up for this next band?' - Alexisonfire. And then that's where I met him. I dno, I just still don't think I'll ever be able to get over it, just. It was basically fate I guess, nothings ever happened like that. He finally waved at me, started talking and two days later, 30th - we were together. 5th of May we met properly for the first time, and then 8 months later - we're still bloody together. It's going to be a year this year. So much shit has happened, and so many lies and untruthful shit; but it's 2008 and I'm starting again. I'm not going to let anything like that happen again, and I just want things to work out right.
From the start of 2007, riding into it alone into 2008 with the best boy in the world laid next to me, watching Pulp Fiction, snuggled up in bed haha with my mum running in hugging us both in a drunken stupour.
Things have been kind of fucked, with the lack of my friends I guess. Just, not being able to see them as much as I'd like to - especially Hannah. I miss her, and I feel like it's killing us I suppose because I just feel like we barely talk, outside of school and I dno. I just feel like I don't have much to say anymore except about Conner; and I just feel like nothing gets shared as much as it did. And I'm going to try and change that, I don't want it to be ruined anymore. I can't lose her, not to any one and not because of anyone.
September 07, a few days after we're back at school and I'm sat there in fucking agonizing pain in art, but not wanting to go home. Around last lesson in IT I decided it was enough and went home; and felt fine at night. 3am, woke up and screamed for my mum as I couldn't move.
She decided the hospital was the right solution. What happened? My appendix bloody well went and exploded didn't it haha. I had to have scans, blood tests, all bloody needles in me and stuff. Then the operation, and being high as owt on the morphine, quoting pirates and stuff. And Conner came, after mum rang him in science. And he made me feel so much better, but I hated it when he had to leave, it hurt me so much. His mum bought me a coyote thing haha.
November 2007. My birthday, Saturday, was an amazing day. Just everything that happened seemed perfect, and the bracelet he got me was beautiful.
TBC.
Fuuucking hell haha, it's been a short year really - but I guess I have to admit it's been one of the best years.
I mean.. I met Jen, Rox and Stefan this year; in Amsterdam and then stopped over in Wales - it was fucking good times if I'm honest; even if there's a rift starting to come between us and getting my lip pierced. Which I let heal up cause I looked like a nob haha, and besides I didn't have much choice when anesthetic and school.
April 28th, Give It A Name is the date I will probably always look back on and never really fully come to terms with it. Conner. I just remember mum saying 'You know whose playing a GIAN this year? HIM!' so obv. I was going to plead and plead to go, and she finally said yeah. The night before I wished on 11:11 to meet someone at it, but in all honesty I went to have fun; because I was still "with" Gideon haha - and because it was to see some of my favourite bands. I bought an MSI shirt and then went to sit down to watch Fightstar; who were shit haha - and then saying to mum 'Shall we stand up for this next band?' - Alexisonfire. And then that's where I met him. I dno, I just still don't think I'll ever be able to get over it, just. It was basically fate I guess, nothings ever happened like that. He finally waved at me, started talking and two days later, 30th - we were together. 5th of May we met properly for the first time, and then 8 months later - we're still bloody together. It's going to be a year this year. So much shit has happened, and so many lies and untruthful shit; but it's 2008 and I'm starting again. I'm not going to let anything like that happen again, and I just want things to work out right.
From the start of 2007, riding into it alone into 2008 with the best boy in the world laid next to me, watching Pulp Fiction, snuggled up in bed haha with my mum running in hugging us both in a drunken stupour.
Things have been kind of fucked, with the lack of my friends I guess. Just, not being able to see them as much as I'd like to - especially Hannah. I miss her, and I feel like it's killing us I suppose because I just feel like we barely talk, outside of school and I dno. I just feel like I don't have much to say anymore except about Conner; and I just feel like nothing gets shared as much as it did. And I'm going to try and change that, I don't want it to be ruined anymore. I can't lose her, not to any one and not because of anyone.
September 07, a few days after we're back at school and I'm sat there in fucking agonizing pain in art, but not wanting to go home. Around last lesson in IT I decided it was enough and went home; and felt fine at night. 3am, woke up and screamed for my mum as I couldn't move.
She decided the hospital was the right solution. What happened? My appendix bloody well went and exploded didn't it haha. I had to have scans, blood tests, all bloody needles in me and stuff. Then the operation, and being high as owt on the morphine, quoting pirates and stuff. And Conner came, after mum rang him in science. And he made me feel so much better, but I hated it when he had to leave, it hurt me so much. His mum bought me a coyote thing haha.
November 2007. My birthday, Saturday, was an amazing day. Just everything that happened seemed perfect, and the bracelet he got me was beautiful.
TBC.
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