Hey everyone. I'm just here for a while. I get my computer for 2 hours then my battery gets charged for 2 hours in my flatmates computer.
So:
Baked Beans - eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwww!
Cats - awwwwwh (I do have 6 of them though...)
I'm feeling lazy.
The following content has been hidden - Reason : Rambling about my night out and why I'm feeling lazy...
I went out again last night (no sleeves again... well for part of the night ) It was a girls night out. We started with one drink at a bar, then we went bowling (I WON!) and then we went dancing. I got hot so I took off my merino top (It's winter here) and was walking around in just a singlet top. Because it was just us girls after we were dancing for a while we went walking and had a big sit down and pow wow, which we do best when we're drunk. All my friends knew or kinda knew I SI'd, but they were kinda shocked to see my arm cause it made it real for them. My best friend would trace over some of my scars softly then sigh. And she goes "If you ever, ever do it again, you have to tell me okay?" We got some stuff out on the table. We confided in each other. We agreed we need to make this a fortnightly date, cause we're not seeing that much of each other, with like a $15 price limit, since we're all students. Movies, Dinner, bowling, etc.
After our pow wow we kept walking but cause we had stopped and we were talking about **** I was starting to feel pretty down. We'd start walking and they'd stop and I'd just keep walking slowly, then I'd hear yelling like "Emma! Get your fat lazy arse back here!" (Which is a joke, I promise, it's not mean. It's from the last episode of BSG. My friend and I say it to each other jokingly all the time) I eventually started putting cones everywhere. I put one on a cuba street sign. One on a pole thing. One on a telephone box, and one in a tree. It was a pretty good night out, I guess. Oh, but I did loose my hat )
I got home at like 2 and I slept till 11, got up, showered, went back to sleep at 1.30 - 2 ish, slept more. Was late for work which started at 5, but my boss is awesome. He'd make a cool dad. I wish he was my dad. My dad's a looser. It's not 12 and I'm in bed,and contemplating sleep. But I may just read. Yay for Wicked.
) It was a girls night out. We started with one drink at a bar, then we went bowling (I WON!) and then we went dancing. I got hot so I took off my merino top (It's winter here) and was walking around in just a singlet top. Because it was just us girls after we were dancing for a while we went walking and had a big sit down and pow wow, which we do best when we're drunk. All my friends knew or kinda knew I SI'd, but they were kinda shocked to see my arm cause it made it real for them. My best friend would trace over some of my scars softly then sigh. And she goes "If you ever, ever do it again, you have to tell me okay?" 
We got some stuff out on the table. We confided in each other. We agreed we need to make this a fortnightly date, cause we're not seeing that much of each other, with like a $15 price limit, since we're all students. Movies, Dinner, bowling, etc.
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