Just like a cat, I was warm and most importantly comfortable; the words of the song were true I was just a little ball of fur. The problem with becoming a sad cat was he was not there to rub my ear and tell me that I wasn’t a sad little cat anymore, as he was the reason the cat was sad. The night it happened is a blur to me, a blur that has ached since the moment it happened, a blur I cannot change and a blur so hazy yet I am unable to forget. It’s weird going through the motions of a feeling that affects your heart and attacks your body.
Never felt like this before. #Dontitchorscratchit
Thinking of a dear friend, who we lost 9 years ago today.
I still have so many memories of you and hope you haven’t forgotten me.
I have actually had such a good weekend I feel compelled to write about it and let you all know..
On friday I was working my Intern @ GH and met my friend who is doing a PR intern for afterwork drinks with her sister and a few of her friends. We went to the pitcher & Piano in Bank and had such a good time. We started on the prosecco, 5 bottles and some Jaeger bombs later we hit the Mojitos and the Mai Tais. We were chatting outside whilst smoking and met some great people, we were so lary and were giving peanuts to the city boys, I even met a tamwar masood lookalike. Then we got the last train back to Beckenham and I had the geek rucksack on and spent half an hour pretending I was from killarney in Ireland. Then we went to uppercrust and jumped the queue and Dayle pushed a crisp in the mouth of a joey essex lookalike. On the platform we got even louder! On the train I tested out my supergrip trainers, and some lady called us fuck up friday! Then we got off the train and met our cab driver who proceeded to drive us to croydon, Beckenham and Penge for 3 hours and charged us 20 quid! We smoked and drank in his taxi too!!!!! Was actually such a good night!!!!The next day I had work but someone didn’t manage to make it! We ended up getting breakfast at spongy fingers, Jorja took a turn for the worst, we couldn’t stop at stratford so cruised to epping before turning back round and going back to stratford, we drunk tinnys and ate Milka’s. Were the three best friends that anyone could have!!! Finally got home at about 3 literally laughed out. Such a good time.
Then had a bath and met my lovely scrummy boyfriend who took me to an amazing firework display and gave me lovely cuds whilst we watched the bonfire and glittering night sky, then he took me to a diner and we had shakes and chilli con carne chips :)
I’m finally starting to realise, wish I could tell you that.