Love. How bad am I at it?!? Whilst posing this as rhetorical, I might just answer it myself. Bad. Here goes the story…
I met two girls via what I like to think of as ‘Sergeant Peppers’ – you can guess what I mean. Was quite a positive experience initially, but both have left nearly as quickly as they came. I don’t quite understand why as it was never explicitly stated, but I do have an inkling – 2011. What a crap year it is. There really is no saving it.
The move though; well it’s been really good. I think I need to continue to get use to the new area, but I hope that it will provide me with a fresh outlook on life. How could it not – so much to do, so much to see.
I’ve been very broad in these statements, having I. I guess that I need to vent but don’t want to get into it too much; it’s too irritating.
One thing I am thinking of is getting a tattoo. Everyone has one nowadays, I’m thinking about getting this on my wrist too (obviously Chad looks better, but I want it too):
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