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Friday 24th October
Friday 24th October 2008
For me it is technically still Thursday as I have not yet been too sleep. It is 2.28 am as I begin writing too you. This is not unusual for me at the moment. It’s just the routine and time scale I have fallen into. I used to think it ridiculous that my Brother did this at Uni, but now I completely understand.
I have however spent the last two hours chatting to my house mate Sophie. She is going back home to Devon today/tomorrow for eleven days and to be quite honest I hadn’t even notice the time go by! A little crazy but so good, she’s so lovely for a natter. I will certainly miss her while she is away.
I made the biggest cock-up today! It would seem that two trains depart from London Waterloo at 39 minutes past every hour. Each terminates in Guildford but they take seperate routes. While chatting to a friend on the phone I boarded the wrong one and ended up in Guildford without a way home, except by Taxi. Not finishing work until 10 pm and not boarding a train until nearly 11 pm is not a good thing. I phoned my housemates to see if any of them loved me enough to come and save me from an ridiculous fare home. Sophie came to my rescue with my other house mates Dini and Louisa in the car and Michelle, our honorary house mate. I gave her some petrol money and all is well again. I was so grateful that I actually know some people who drive now, and that were awake when I phoned! Hurrah for Sophie!
In other news I have just logged into Facebook (not news in itself) and seen lots of new pictures from my friends at home. It just made me feel so sad that they have formed a new group which I am not involved in, all getting along with their lives just fine without me. And quite upsettingly none of them have made any attempt to get in touch with me to ask me how I am. Perhaps it should be me trying to keep in contact as it is I that has made a decision and moved away. I miss feeling like I belong to a group, that I have a precise place and knowing that there is a place I can get too easily and know all the faces. I also miss how things were this time three years ago. That I used to spend every weekend with a certain group of people and I always knew that I would fall asleep next to a certain person. Now we don’t even talk. The line “your one of my best friends” is just shit. I don’t know anything about any of you anymore. I miss you. A lot.
I feel helpless and left behind. And my new life is not what I expected it too be. Don’t get me wrong I am having fun and have made some good new friends. I just expected more.
I guess I am slightly disappointed, maybe other people are just better at sugar coating their lives to make them look better. Maybe I am boring.
Its all very up and then all very down and back to the start again.
Kitty x