'Tis the season to be jolly

Christmas has already flown by... until next year! Just New Year to get done with now and celebrate although right now I'm not sure what I will be celebrating, I liked this year and in a way, I sort of don't want it to end. I don't see next year as being a lot of fun to be honest...


Carl finally left a week ago and now I have a flat full of his stuff, it was a little like living in a museum of all his things - just another little reminder. The airport was awful and 3 days curled up in bed didn't make me feel much better either. We've decided to keep trying to make this work anyway, although I was optimistic and hopeful about that, my confidence in the whole thing got knocked a little and now I'm not so positive - just been made to feel like another countdown for us and I don't want it to be that. Long Distance relationships - I have no idea how to go about this, here's for another relationship learning curve. I just really hope things work out.


In other news, being "home" has been uneventful. Spent time at home eating lovely home-made meals and lounging on the sofa in my pyjamas all day. Me and mother ventured to the sales the day after Boxing Day (we're not crazy enough to go on Boxing Day) but that was tiring and stressful and I really had to fight the urge not to batter people around the heads with my shopping bags and push them out of the way! Had a catch up with some friends today too... but they too agreed that being back here is a bit boring, we're bored already! I'm venturing back to Stirling on the 3rd and I don't know when I will get chance to be up here again... I'll try and make the most of it.


And I'm writing because I'm struggling to sleep again... Fed up of not being able to get to sleep, no matter how long I lay in silence with my eyes closed. So I am looking at laptops instead as I very much plan to purchase in the very near future! Trip into Inverness tomorrow to have a good nosy (and maybe buy, but I'm not that sure yet!). Tomorrow isn't going to be the best day anyway.


Gawd, I sound so miserable. Apologies to everyone... I will attempt to sound more cheerful next time. Things might be looking up a little then x

Lost in Paradise

I've been believing in something so distant

As if I was human

And I've been denying this feeling of hopelessness

In me, in me

All the promises I made

Just to let you down

You believed in me, but I'm broken

One more week

Just feels like we're counting down the days now.
I'm really not looking forward to this.

I'm with you

[Old post I forgot to publish, been sat in drafts for ages poor thing...]

15 November 2011
I saw the Red Hot Chili Peppers live in concert at the SECC, Glasgow. Carl got me the tickets, two tickets, one for me and one for my Dad. He said it was something he wanted to do regardless. And it was something that was extremely important to me, something on my bucket list (the one currently in my head because I haven't had time to really write it out).

They were amazing, and well worth going to see. It was certifiably insane and I was drenched in sweat and beer, I couldn't hear a thing by the end of it, I was exhausted and my shoes broke... But worth every single minute. And to get to take my Dad... I can't really say any more than that really. And maybe I cried a wee bit about it. I was just so glad we could go.

Thank you Carl <3