lost puppy...

  • well, tonight has been a weird night... im at my boy's house... tied up, him going down on me... scants lost as usual, when my phone rings... its jane and she wants me to go to the induction days next week, so it sounds as though i may have a job after all. *crosses fingers* mindblowing stuff... im having trouble digesting all this, but its amazing! i just feel like jumping about and stuff like that. im all happy... and smiley, and i havent been as absurdly happy since back in the day when i was with gordon... kinda miss that guy... it's been over a year since i last saw him- saw him for his last unders night, but apart from that hes been consigned to that file called *blasts from the past*. sad in a way... he was a really cool guy and we had some fun together, me, him, and the ICOF... man, ICOF, thats another blast from the past... its ages since me and the girls used that name or aything like it, but anyway... those times were crazy... i remember meryls sleepover, when she turned 16, 4 of us crammed onto 2 single beds and a pile of cushions... i shared with mes, remember that much. i remember we sent lesley to her house next door at 1 in the morning to get her guitar... i remember how pleased she was when stephie showed her a chord she could easily master and how she would sit up at odd intervals, hit the chord and go 'maria' in a dodgy accent. that was hilarious, wish we could do that again. i guess we'd have to buy more drink than we did then, though... i don't think we're such lightweights now as we were back then. boy says that i sounded like a lost puppy yesterday when jane called... i hope not! mum thinks she must have taken a shine to me... weird how i can have that effect on some people when i used to be so shy... seriously... back in the day i wouldnt talk to anybody that i didnt know... then my friends and i drifted apart- guess they grew up without me for a while... i guess that situation sort of forced me to rethink who i was really, and made me start talking to people... over a really short time i made a lot of friends... some i still have, and some i dont. making friends takes a lot of time... but keeping them takes even longer. im lucky, a lot of the friends i made dont mind how often i see them... we'll always pick right back up where we left off whenever we meet... i love them all, people like jade, and gary... and 'zanne, from the cathouse... kerr n the scooby gang in bellshill... and the collection of wide loads from boy's uni. gotta love having friends, and when youve come thru what i have, you can look back, and realise that no wealth matters but the wealth you can gain by having friends like these.
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