More Drama.

I just want to throw my shoe.

Partly because I almost did this morning at a certain Ball-less someone because of their being Ball-less.

Partly because I don't get what people want me to do. Do you want me to admit to false allegations, I mean, I can't be more honest than saying I didn't do it.

Partly because you can't trust anyone.

I thought I knew that.

Partly because I'm helpless - it's their word against mine - and it makes me so tired to defend myself, but I have to. Maybe I should say nothing. Just get on with whatever I'm doing. That's probably the most sensible option.

I'm only doing the best I can, and I'm not going to apologise when that's not enough.

Partly because the two people I have a thing for aren't available - one because of a mere 12 years and the other because they like someone else. So, really, I'm alone.

The only promising thing right now is that I look hot in a leather jacket.

ZOMG

My God, I am tired. I have had the most random weekend and it's only Saturday night.

I must say, I am never going to borrow anything or look after anything for anyone, because obviously, I fail, and end up having a panic attack whenever I do...

There were upsides and downsides to the weekend - Friday night was awesome, Trivia was shit, but the theme and my outfit and buying my own drink from the bar (UNDERAGE!) was pretty cool. Oh and I had the best hugger ever give me a hug. Love those hugs, wished I owned them...

I like Scottish tourists, no matter how old they are.

And today - my gosh, what a day. Started early with a heart attack or panic attack, then running around the area trying to find someone who could fix my problem. Failed, but succeeded, but failed, then took a motorbike trip to the city, to get something that would fix my dilemma. Now, THAT was fun. Borrowed my mum's leather jacket and bike helmet from her bike days and jetted into the city. Love it. So much fun. Got the goods, came home.

Messaged Scottish friend, talked, then went to hockey after having a few pre-drinks in my shed. Gotta love the strongbowww! Then had VB and blue tongue, thank you to those who shouted me drinks. (l) and a strawberry daiquiri! YUMMM. Was still wearing the bike jacket. Love that. I liked talking to the hottie from moorebank and the spanish guy. Shame I had to leave kinda earlier than I had hoped... and yes, I really should go to bed.... Night!