life in the countryside has been getting to me lately, i spend every free day in cambridge, which means once a week i'm out of here, to be frank, i dont know what i'm doing here. why did i ever decide to come here? if i had known earlier it would be like this i never would've decided to come. aaaaaand, the fact of working behind the bar is a drag. i'll never come back to england working behind the bar. it's so not worth it anymore. i'm starting to regret it that i came here - can you believe it?
besides, not everything is going as planned. i 'm supposed to meet up with gary which suddenly seems to never have and effect, it seems like we'll never meet in the end, something always has to come up. so many damn obsticles. it#s really anoying me now. i'm starting to wonder why i ever started it all again since nothing's moving forward anyway.
i have a few housemates one of which is starting to get on my nerves. but i'll write about that later on when i get more privacy.
g'day.
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