listening and reading about what my bestfriends have to say to their boyfriends or lovers, sometimes just makes me jealous, like, i guess that explains why i am getting so jealous and depressed, because i don't have someone i can love and love me back. i mean on alot of occasions, and even now, i could have that, but in the long run, is it what i want or not?
i just want more fun, fresh memories for the brain bank.
all the others are getting stail and i just want to re-emburse it with something to assure i am still happy.
not for months can i think of a time truely worth a spot in my memory, worth explaining, worth reminising.
nights like the infamous "bobby chang" night, and other various nights at and after the cambridge. and legless nights at hot damn, sydney. i haven't been proper drunk since, i think, the train to hot damn i.e last time house vs. hurricane went on tour with the amity affliction (february 28?)
also something i have realised to stay away from, under my age boys.
because i feel much for oblidged/interested/keen on guys older than me, 18-23.
today i started to feel the sickness going around hit me,
not keen at all. i have too much work and too little of an immune system to deal with it.
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