23.13 - 20/04/08

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friday -

not so much unlike skins friday night was party night. eighteen birthdays to celebrate in one night (phoebe's not mine) that culminated in dancing.singing.falling.crying.smoking.trampolining.shouting.drinking.sleeping and that was just me.

i spent the rest of the weekend with my baby snuggled. in bed. blocking the rest of the world out, apart from dreams. dr who

was good. as was takeaway indian which felt like it'd been missing from many months of my life. it was filling; drop dead fred. he's a good'un.

took me back to 4 years old 'did you ever have an imaginary friend!?!'

YES HIS NAME WAS ZAC///////// today i travelled back to uni. train journeys are so pointless with nothing to look forward to. and now i sit with arthur again, beckoning me to write something about him and his dream instead i sit here eat doritos and pretend.

niggggggght.

'i dunno, what are your thoughts?'

-e.w.