i had a lovely day, met up with kirsty, soph & liz, talked a lot, drank shandy, then went to freddie's birthday party and talked to random people i hadn't seen in months.
but it was all ruined by the fact that fcking train companies suck; got to charing cross i was told that i had to get the train to hither green and then get a replacement bus because there was engineering work on the line or something. get to hither green, there's no fcking replacement bus, and after talking on the phone to jay & dan for 15 minutes i ended up getting a cab, which costed me 7 quid. FCK. money i really didn't wanna spend, plus i made jay all stressed out because he was worried about me, and god do i hate that. i hate depending on people. i hate not being able to take care of myself, and even though it wasn't really my fault there wasn't a bus, i'm so fcking pissed off with myself for getting into that kind of situation. and jay was sort of pissed off with me, not really, just because he'd been worried (he actually got up and got dressed in case he had to come and pick me up), and it just fcking SUCKS.
and i'm meeting my new landlord tomorrow, to sign the contract, give him deposit+rent money and get the keys. which means i'll have to get out of here at like 11, which means i won't be able to sleep and nurture my hangover (because a long time ago, before the whole fcking replacement bus crap kicked in, i was very drunk). SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS. and i wanna see jay but there's no point really because he's working loads. and i wanna see kirsty but now i'm broke so. i hate all this fcking mess.
i just wanna scream my head off.