oh no. please.
Friday, August 13, 2004
i'm so drunk. AGAIN. third time since thursday, basically. i can't even type. and i cannot be BOTHERED to be drunk again. never again, i swear. at least not three times in less than a week...
i miss my baby so so so much. and i won't see him again until monday (night), i.e. my twentieth birthday. which sucks. kirsty is leaving tomorrow; and what am i gonna do on sunday & monday? might meet up with james at some point.
think some friends of mine have found my livejournal in some way somehow; and the thought is absolutely terrifying me. fck. the internet really isn't safe hey? erm. should have known that from the start.
my head is spinning and i need my/jay's bed, which, luckily, is not even a metre away. sleep. SLEEP. and please no hangover.
Comico! Ma anche un po' preoccupante ^^;; Mi raccomando, non esagerare... Io non posso farti nessun regalo quest'anno, ma cercherò di farti una sopresa nel futuro... chissà se ci riuscirò (che bello, comincio a metterti la pulce nell'orecchio! XD lol)! Come si traduce il nostro modo di dire "mettere il bastone fra le ruote"? Ogni tanto mi serve ma non ho idea...