Well I went out to Legends (Rock club in Newcaslte, opposite the Theatre Royal if you're even in the area), and it was the first night I intentionally went out to get drunk. Needless to say that will never happen again... maybe.
I've been having Nightmares lately, well Dreams actually, ones that dig up the past and generally put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day. So much so that I've been increasingly scared of sleeping, even going to the lengths of drinking to pro-long my time in the land of the awake.
This new book I've started reading, as always I'm only half way through my previous literary expedition, however seems to be the best thing to keep me up at night. Somehow when ever I read a book I take on some of its characteristics though, like the writing style from 'Diary,' and somehow I've managed to obtain the suspicion of a ghost from 'Heart Shaped Box.' I dunno how, or why, but I keep checking to see if there is a ghost there and for a fleeting moment I do see one, maybe I'm going mad, maybe I'm seeing an actual ghost. More than likely though I'm just wishing it into being to make my life that lil bit more interesting, to give me some sort of distraction to escape to.
Luckily however that distraction has come in the form of Gears of War, yes I know I completed it months ago, last year in fact. But some kids were talking about it on my work expereince and it being the only game I've completed in a very long time I decided to buy it again and try to complete it on a harder difficulty. That was not as easy as I had imagined it to be. I must have been damn lucky on the first play through because it just got a whole lot more difficult, which I suppose is a good thing, the game was far too short and with this added challenge I'm finding myself taking a lot longer to complete each section.
However when I'm not playing that (I should be at Uni) I'm with my awesome friends! Like on Tuesday when I went to Durham to see two people I haven't seen in way too long. Even though we didn't really do that much, and I was dragged around clothes shopping, it was still fun! A picture from that fateful day is available for viewing on my myspace page. It reminded me of all my long lost days at the Green, or down Leazes Park etc. Back when everything was carefree and fun, nothing had consequences, and if it did they didn't matter... not yet anyway. The future was always a long way away and anything was possible. Maybe thats just my childish naivety showing, just made me think how much things have changed since back then, for everyone. We may think we're still kids but nothings ever going to be the same again.
Well tomorrow, or rather later today I might add, I've got 12 hours of work to look forward to, not to meantion the 3 days after that I've got work aswell. I haven't been to Uni all week and yet I'll got to work 4 days in a row, shows where my priorities are eh? Then again I have always been one to live in the present rather than think to the future, I change my mind too much to think about the future.
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