Guess who has the internet at their new house finally!!!! *g*
I'm so happy. It's been an excructiating 3-5 ish months. I gave up counting when it gave me withdrawel symptoms.
So the first thing I shall do with my new found internet powers..... blather on about myself =)
In the past few months life has had its general ups and downs. I've got myself a boyfriend called Aaron who I have been with for four months now =) I have been cheated on by said boyfriend =( but forgave him because it was early on in the relationship and it was with his ex, who he had only just split up with when we began going out. And because she is generally a psycho who had an emotional hold over him. Seriously, psycho as in leaves suicide notes for her grandma to find, getting her worried grandma to contact Aaron because he wouldn't speak to her blah blah blah. And the reason for this psychotic episode? She wanted £30 to buy herself an erotic photography book *dies*. Let's just hope she doesn't pretend to befriend the characters in that particular book as she does with fictational story books. So when he explained to me her stunt of making an episode of eating a packet of crisps then spitting each one out because she is 'fat because he split up with her' followed by her whole I'm Going to Kill Myself Because of You Part XIIV Episode VII, he decided that he was such a bad person for what he'd done to her that he should stay with her and repair the damage he's caused her. Except she's a 15 year old fruitcake who was on hard drugs long before he met her and the only real bad thing that has happened to her is that she doesn't get on with her mum all the time. I despair sometimes I really do. Some people have genuine problems. Then you get all these pathertic little wastes of oxygen who all think being depressed is a trend and that self harm is a social pass-time to compare scars with your fellow sufferers. I dunno if you guys have this problem where you live but there must be something in the waters around sunny ol' Nottingham which makes all these 'deprived' lower middle class kids think that life's a bitch because their Mummy's and Daddy's won't let them stay out past ten o clock or some such shit.
Buuuut anyway... away from the emo culture of Nottingham and psychotic exs, I'm actually really happy at the moment. Aaron and I have been friends for nearly a year so we didn't have that big awkward 'getting to know you' patch. We've been off exploring the UK unis together, stopping at different halls of residence on open days. And probably the best thing to happen recently was definately Download Festival!
I saw Dragonforce, Velvet Revolver, Korn, Turisas, Lamb of God, Machine Head, Linkin Park, Devil Driver, Stone Sour, Evanescence, Bowling for Soup, 30 seconds to Mars, Shadows Fall, Marilyn Manson <3!!!, Iron Maiden and Chimera....I think that's it *ponders*
But whatever. It was absolutely fucking amazing. Some fat, drunk guy fell on our tent and broke it so I had to patch it up with tape and a waterproof mat. The Aussie's in the tent next to us were hilarious. Not to mention that the entire festival congrigation seemed to have a joint obsession with Chuck Norris and Timmy from South Park.
On the less interesting stuff... I think I have passed all of my exams to various extents. Well I think I have passed all of my exams apart from physics anyway. So that's all good. I still work as a waitress in an Italian resturant. I fianally break up for summer hols this Friday =)
That's about that I think. Not badly condensed for so much time *is proud of her newfound ability to only rant a little bit*
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