'Ocks.

These are my dad's socks. Though I stole them yesterday morning in a mad rush as I set off out into the world. I know I have been irregularly blipping but i've been clearing my head, literally scraping the filth and mess out from each and every tube and pipe and brain cell, in an attempt to sort my head out, it's sort of working.

I'm seeing Bethan tomorrow she says she'll come round if I made her Lasagne so i'm having an intense power nap then getting up to make her Lasagne, I am excited though like just to get baked and howl and be in eachothers company, I am a lot more laid back, and I find I appreciate her more, she's sweet as fuck man.

Weird kind of appreciate, but now that I expect less from her, when she shows me she cares its like a huge mental hug, after all she's always been my best friend things were just rollercoasteriffic for us two.

Excited tho.

College was awful today, so indescribably tired after last night having had zero sleep entirely, not even a wink, I was up all Night on Bioshock with my friend Becca, it was hilariously funny, but we kept skitzing then going for endless Rollies, She lives in Wardley though so it was a treck to college trodding along spliff in hand awaiting passing out, I lasted another 8 hours before now though, so fuck it let's nap. Hoping Bethan doesn't mind that if we're smoking pot tomorrow i'll be curling up on her because I am literally too tired to function today, and i'm already behind one 24hours, it's like Jet lag, without the Jet. Hmf.

But aye, Lasagne for Bethan, and crisps, Miranda for me, and a toastie, then eventual passings out after rollies out the window. I asked to see her tomorrow so that i can see her properly before I go to Huddersfield because I know I wont see her for a good 5 days or so and i'll end up missing the little knob'ed.

Hope all is well.