25 November 2008 - monday today
So today I had planned to wake at 7, but woke at 5 because a mass evacuation was taking place outside. Well that’s what I thought when I woke up in shock. It was that person on a megaphone, megaphoning to swimmers in the university pool across the lake. Not happy. So I went back to bed and woke up at nine (gulp, my exam was at 12). I studied hard but am certain that I have failed Spanish1; it’s calming knowing your fate.
I hung out with upstairs for awhile after class. He played poker as I sat on his lounge eating 2 minutes noodles. He was still looking upset and I lay hugging him in his bed after to try and make him feel better. Nothing even really suss. It’s just strange because he is always alright. How is it when strong people get down... He’s moving out next semester. To only about 5 minutes away but I won’t pretend that I’m happy with it. I’m going to miss him. ☹
Took next door and his best mate to schoolies. Yes, they are toolying. And yes it is sad. I’m getting used to him talking about him “smashing” other people though. I’m getting there. I mean, shit, Lady, you can’t have everything.
Tomorrow is the operation. I’m so scared.
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