I can't fucking wait to leave this fucking room. Its driving me up the wall and if i see one more noodle im going to cry. Can never sleep, havent slept yet...meeting Rory today at 4:30, but im so tired.
This 'blog' is becoming abit stale and whiney. Would maybe be abit more exciting if i actually left the house instead of staying in 24-7 & eating chocolate spread that is'nt mine.
Me and Rory are moving to Brighton within the month, i can't express my excitement, its gonna be an amazing summer. I'm going to buy a piano.
I spoke to Rachel on the phone this morning, she is totally cool about me moving back, I knew she would be, but i just diddnt want it to make her feel like i was invading her space or, well whatever. Its all good. She is the only person in the world that i absoloutely 100% trust completely. So it will be nice to take her for nice 100% cups of trust tea sometimes. In the sun.
Anyway. Must dash i think i am going to throw up.
