Had to say good bye to my best friends tonight, ok not good bye. I think the actual words were "see you soon" I only hope that proves true! They are moving to Manchester tomorrow, it's only 80 miles away but I feel as if it may as well be 800. The last time I had a friend move to Manchester I didn't see her again until last year (15 years later!!)
So now I'll have no one to go out with, no one too talk to about the sort of stuff we talk about. No one apart from immediate family I can be my self with, and that's not always the case.
You could say I'm feeling sorry for my self :o(
Just had a fab four days, spent in the company of some lovely friends I don't see any where near enough. We had a mostly hilarious time, listened to good music, watched terrible horror films, drank far too much, and didn't get enough sleep (as you do lol) I'm now totally drained and I miss them terribly already!
What a hell of a day! I've got two poorly cats Alf's had 8 teeth out to day poor little bugger! And Lucy's had to have blood tests, and I am £300 worse off! Just when I'm trying to save up for Whitby.
On top of that, my best and only friend locally is moving away from the area. I'm pleased for her and her Hubby, I feel incredibly selfish, but I really don't want them to go.
Well not until series 3, I'm having withdrawal symptoms already. Sunday nights won't be the same.
" My name is John Mitchell' and I've killed more people than you've met."
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