Oh hai

I just got a shock - my last post was on 3 May. It's now 22 May. How did time get away so quickly?

Truth be told, nothing really has been happening lately. I've been paying the price for being so easily distracted and not being disciplined enough when it comes to assignments - I now have three due next week and have I started any of them? No. I haven't. And it shits me, it really does. I have no-one to blame but myself (which is really frustrating, it's much more satisfying to blame someone else, rather than yourself). But I've brought all my university stuff into work today (I loathe working Saturdays) and given that it's usually pretty quiet on my one day a week at work, I plan to get as much done as I can. Yet here I am, writing a blog post...

The tree-hugger has been giving me the shits too. She met this guy a couple of weeks ago and they went on a date a week later. She said they got a bit hot and heavy as he walked her home that night. No judgement there, I've done the exact same thing (oh so long ago...) but when she told me they had sent 'raunchy' photos to each other later that night, my heart sank. Cut to a week later and they've slept together (no surprises there) but when she emails me and says He's not answering my texts, he's blown off my offer of meeting up for drinks during the week and says something vague about catching up next weekend, I'm really disappointed, all I could do was shake my head.

I try so hard not to judge, but honestly. What did she expect? Especially when it happened with another guy late last year. Sometimes I think it's all down to astrology - she is an Aries, they're live in the moment, not think of the consequences-type people (I'm Capricorn and the exact opposite. I find her impulsiveness scary), but then I think No. It's common sense but there's no telling her.

I was so envious when she told me she met up with him again and he turned out (seemingly) normal. No Manchester-type for her. And I'm ashamed to admit I felt a little bit of Ha! when she told me he'd brushed her off. I want everyone to be alone and bitter, just like me.

Lara will be home for good in two weeks. Of course she wouldn't go to China with Fletch (although, in fairness, I don't know how easy it would to just move on in to China. But still.). It will be interesting to see how everything goes when she is back. We used to be so close, but so much has changed. I wonder if I'll let myself be sucked back into being friends with her again? I know I've made her sound pretty awful (and in fairness again, she has done some really dodgy shit in her time), but you're getting a pretty biased view of her. She has the only thing I want. It's hard to see passed that sometimes. Two weeks. We'll see.

It is so fuh-reaking cold right now. When I got into my car this morning to come to work, the little temperature thingy on the dashboard told me it was 2.5 degrees (or 36.5 F for you dudes). It's not even winter, FFS.

So all this is probably why I haven't written for so long - I'm full of whines. I'm sorry I don't have anything positive to say, how boring to read a blog that's just bitching about some guy I haven't seen for eight months and the sex life of a friend. Sorry 'bout that.

Off to do my assignments now - oh hey, I got another Distinction this week. That's something positive, right? Too bad it's not all that exciting, but I think it's wise to take what I can get.

Have a great weekend :)