It's amazing.

It's amazing how things happen and people change, in the blink of an eye.

I spent two days in bed ill, finally get up and out, and everything feels different. I don't know if it's good or bad, but it's certainly different.


Anyway, I meant to blog about this before, but then I got drunk, and then I got ill.

You know that one friend you have? The one you barely see, the one you barely consider a friend? But the one you'll always say hi to if you see them?

That friend does a lot more for you than you realise. Wether it's just praying for you, hoping you'll do well or even bragging about you to their friends.


I think we should all appreciate that one friend, because, the truth is, to someone else, we're that friend. (And I have no idea how to get rid of this bastarding underline. )

So, as the sun sets on today, think about this:
Do your friends fully appreciate what you do for them?
Do you fully appreciate what your friends do for you?

Urgh

Having swollen glands is horrible. I've lay in bed all day watching The Simpsons. Normally, that would be quite enjoyable, but the incredible pain in my throat and the unbelievable exhaustion takes all the fun out of it. However, antibiotics and lots of sleep should get it cleared up soon enough. Here's hoping, anyway.

Went to a party on Saturday night, and, for once, I actually behaved myself. Unless you count getting drunk, attempting to pole dance and looking like an idiot. But, at least it was fun.

Anyway, that's about all I have. Going to check various websites, then it's back to bed.

Maybe I'm just dreaming out loud...

I realised today, my problem is that the moment anyone shows any sort of interest in me, I'm hooked. I crave that so much that I keep running back, no matter what. I get attached way too easily, and that's why I hurt so easily too. It's not a good thing, but strangely enough, it's not something I want to change. I like how I feel when I'm attached to someone who is returning the sentiment, even if it is to a lesser extent. I just don't deal with the aftermath very well. Acht... I don't know.

Anyway, I just needed to get that out.

Got the doctor tomorrow, will get told how fat I am. How exciting.

Done for now.

I wish

Guys would just tell you what was going on! I'm so sick of sitting around wondering if things will ever go anywhere, or if I'm wasting my time.

Oh to be young.

Tonight was so much fun. Becky, Calum, Nicole and I sat down the low green, music and chilling out. Then we started messing around, chasing each other and stuff. It was really good.

Afterwards, we went to a play park. I swear to God, I felt like a kid again. It was so much fun. There was an obstacle course thing, was fun. And a gym-like thing, that was cool. It had a walking machine thing, and a rowing machine (none of them electric, btw). Then we just messed around a bit. Haha, I got a bit camp, and as we were walking to the other side of the park, these three girls, they must've been about 11, started shouting gay boy and stuff. I turned around and showed them my limp wrist, haha. That was funny. And then we went on the zipwire type thing, was fun.

I do miss being young. You didn't care about anything. When I was a kid, like 7/8, all you cared about was homework and dinner. You could go out in the morning, and not go back until it was getting dark, and no one bothered. Climbing trees and playing "sowjeez" (soldiers)!
'Got you!'
'You did not, I got you first!!!'
All while just making "bang" noises. I really do miss those days. But, we grow up, and blah blah blah :)

Hmm

I've clearly fucked it up. He's being off in texts etc.

Ach well, you win some, you lose some.

I should have said that!

I had a date last night, and all morning I've been saying to myself I should've said this, I should've said that! It's terrible. But I think it went well. I hope it went well.

We were supposed to be going to Smith's, but it was full of football guys, and wasn't really the ideal place for a gay date. So he text me, asking if we could make it the day after, and I got so annoyed, thinking he'd blown me off again! Then I suggested Meridian, and he was up for it. So we got a bottle of wine and had a chat. It was really nice.

I will hopefully be seeing him again, but will wait and see what happens.

It's another nice day. God, I love this time of year!

That's all for now.

Good hair day!

This has never happened to me before.

I woke up, looked in the mirror, and my hair was a mess. But it was like a styled mess! It actually looked good, it's just a shame I'll have to shower and ruin it.

Anyway, I have a feeling today is going to be one of those weird, random days. Don't ask me why, it's just a feeling.

I watched a movie last night, called They Live, by John Carpenter. Definitely worth a watch, if you ask me.

Still no reply from GAE. It's shocking that my own company is ignoring me!

Oh, and, I only have four followers. What's that about?! I want more!!!! (He says in a hissy-fit type voice.)

Anyway, I'm done.

Is it mine?

Walking home this morning, I saw, scrawled on a lamp post - 'Your gae'.

So I started thinking about it. Does this 'gae' belong to me? The lamp post seems to think so. But then, wont said lamp post be telling the same thing to everyone? Pretty nasty lamp post if you ask me. Getting my hopes and expectations up, just to tear them down. Anyway, I decided the 'gae' is indeed mine. Which led me to my next thought - What exactly is a 'gae'?

So, like many before me, I Googled. "Graphic Arts Equipment is the United Kindom & Ireland's leading supplier of on-demand finishing systems."

So Graphic Arts Equipment is mine? This is the 'gae' I own? So, I decided to e-mail them, telling them I own them. Here is the body of the e-mail:

Hi there. My name is Kevin Thomson, of Scotland, UK.

Recently, this morning in fact, while walking home, I saw written upon a lamp post the following words:

'Your gae'

And as such, would like to confirm my ownership of GAE with you.

I hope to hear back from you soon.

Kevin Thomson.

I'll let you know if I get a reply. :)

Dreams

So, apparently my lack of sleep is becoming noticeable to my family: my brother thinks I'm on something.

It's because I'm reliving it almost every single night. Not good.

And tonight, was supposed to have a date: About half an hour before I'm supposed to meet him, he texts me saying he can't make it, he's skint. I text him saying I could buy him a few drinks, he's like that, no I'd feel bad. So I just left it. Then I met a few pals for a few drinks, walking home and what do I see? Him going into his flat with another guy, who turns out to be his ex.

Men!

I swear to God.

Anyway, had a good night with Calum and Sarah :)




He wants to meet me on Thursday - will see about that, but I doubt it.

Done anyway.
Night.

Holy hell!

So, tonight was awesome.

I shoved a nail through my cheek. Wasn't as painful as it sounds.

THEN. To make matters worse.

I had my brother hammer a nail through my other cheek. He also hammered a nail through my foreskin. And my ear lobe. Was awesome!

Then, me my brother, Calum and my brother's friend Chris all had a nail hammered through that wee bit of skin that's between your thumb and pointing finger.

Then we went out and jumped fences and shit. Was awesome! XD

That's all for tonight!

Day three. 12am

I'm feeling pretty good today. Not so angry. Although, I've not been up for long.

Not sure how I'm going to break up today's monotomy... yesterday I tidied my room. I'd do it again.. but it's tidy.

My dream last night was weird. I was at a friend's house, talking to his sister. But his sister was really fat. And we were talking about it and stuff, and she said something that sort of hit home in my awakened state, but now I can't remember.

I realised I really need to lose weight. It's going to be summer soon and I'm still going to be fat at this rate.

Fuck it, will see what happens. I really want to get drunk tonight. I'm in such a mood for a big party. I hate living in Ayr and being skint.

Ach well.

Day two. 3.30pm

I'm just angry at everything.

I want to get so wasted. I need a party, tonight!

So yeah, that's it for now. Just...
Anger
Anger
Anger
Anger
Anger
Anger
Anger

Day two. 11.30am

Seriously! Why the fuck is it so hard to get a job? I'm trying my fucking best and can't find anything.

And just to piss me off even more, it's like a building site anywhere I look outside.


Next door are banging like retards. Just constant banging for like 2 hours now. Across the back are doing fuck knows what to their driveway, but it's loud.

Fuck sake.

So angry at everything!

World would be awesome IF I COULD FIND A JOB!!!!!!! Actually, there's fuck all going.

Urgh. That's enough raging for now.