Back home with the family. Not too bad at the moment, probably because I have my days to myself. Only the universities seem to be off at the moment. Most of the day I go long walks or read and enjoy my peace and freedom.
Maybe going on a road trip to Aberdeen with Gemma and Scott tomorrow though. Should stay here and study, probably wont..
Was at Death Disco with them last Saturday. It was actually so good! I dunno why it wasn’t as scary as usual. Probably since I limited myself to white wine. It’s funny how you learn stuff when you’re young then get older and decide it was all nonsense, totally disregard it then discover it was true all along.
Examples – “exams are important” “drugs are dangerous” “sex is better with someone you love and trust” etc etc
I guess growing up is about finding the truths out for yourself, authenticating the advice of others. It would be dull to just accept it without question, but a lot less traumatic.
It was St Patricks Day on Monday. I was at Jamie’s so we all went for a drink. It was nice, but I drank too much and threw up like a thirteen year old. Should have lined my stomach first. Another life lesson re-discovered. I was so embarassed the next day, really mad at myself for being so stupid. I felt like I had spoiled the night although I knew that was irrational. It was for selfish reasons really – I was annoyed at myself for wasting precious time with Jamie.
This weekend looks to be promising. Assuming I go to Aberdeen tomorrow with Gemma and Scott we should get a decent night out there, then Friday at the Dreadful with the usual faces. Saturday I have promised to Zoe – I miss her a lot but could do without the trek to Edinburgh, as skint as I currently am. Ah well, fuck it. My bank statement has become a meaningless stream of numbers anyway. I read some stupid article in a “women’s magazine” recently that asserted the source of true happiness as being a life that ignores weight and money issues. As if. But something struck a chord about it. I guess weight and money are the two most stupid things to get worked up about. So without them you may not get true happiness but you can at least enjoy justifiable unhappiness?
I don’t know what I’m rambling on about tonight.
I wish my brother didn’t have to revise. I want to make him watch shit things on telly and entertain me. I’m selfish like that. He’s so excited about his band at the moment, it’s cute. I’m excited about his gigs but I will be nervous for him.
Aberdeen – to go or not to go? That is the question.
Tags: aberdeen, adolescence, alcohol, Death Disco, dreadnaught, drugs, edinburgh, Gemma, happiness, jamie, money, Scott, sex, the skitten, university, weight, zoe
