The Life Of Me.

15th July 2005

Hurm. Last night me and Martin argued about clothes for like half an hour on the phone. Very pathetic. I only said that I didn't have any clothes to wear tonight. And in girl speak, that means, "it's going to take me a while to find some clothes". He proper kicked off...not in like an angry way, but I knew he was frustrated and disappointed in me. For not having any clothes. He thought I was going to bloody cancel. I've been looking forward to going out with him tonight for ages. I think I might have some clothes sorted now anyway...but it was so silly, arguing over clothes. I really got worried. If that's what our relationship has been reduced to, arguing about clothes...*sigh*. I probably was over-sensitive and he was acting like a penis-head...but we were both very tired (he says he wasn't)...but I dunno. I'm going to go out tonight, wear something that I look nice in, and I'm going to get very drunk and have a good time. Then I'm going to crawl around on saturday morning as I try and get to work. It's going to be fun Hopefully. I miss him...I just want him to kiss me and tell me that everything is ok. I wish I didn't have to stay in school till 12.30pm...doing shit stuff in shit lessons. I mean, Spanish is okay...but I can't really do the work in the lesson 'cause I need the internet and stuff...so I'll only be there a few minutes...grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. I dunno...I feel a bit shitty...very tired...very worried...I don't know when I'm going to be able to get ready...meeting Martin after school...going shopping...going back to mine because I have a driving lesson...then going to his...so...I don't really have anywhere to get ready :S can't really get ready at his, because I need my stuff, and can't get ready at mine, 'cause we have to be at his for a certain time :-S Eek...am probably thinking about it way too much. Just need to enjoy it I suppose....*sigh*.