Sunday, the day of nothing.

I always spend Sundays waiting for something to happen, like I'm in limbo or something. Its the wind down from the weekend and the last chance to prep for the week ahead. I stopped working in retail nearly a year ago (seriously didn't realise how fast this past year has gone!) I've spent the majority of my Sundays in bed, either nursing a hangover or just lolling around. I think this is the best way to spend a Sunday. For those that go out I don't understand you, the furthest you should go is to your garden (or balcony in my case) and lay in the sun (obviously not anymore as Autumn is upon us). I think this stems from living at home, Sundays were spent in silence nobody spoke we just floated past each other drinking tea and reading the paper. Bliss


Living away from home is a shock. Shopping for myself, washing, organising basically being my own parent. You think you're independent? I did, I was but I still had my family to fall back on. Now I'm in a different city alone but not lonely and managing everything (personal assistants please apply) it really teaches you about what kind of person you are. I think everyone should do it.


This weekend has been interesting. One of my best friends is a guy and yes that whole thing about one of you must fancy the other is true except I don't fancy him its the other way round. There's nothing there for me I love him wholeheartedly like a brother but I know he feels differently. Its never been an issue for us we've always hung out as friends and nothing more. In the six years I've known him he's never had a girlfriend until now. I was surprised but kind of relieved I hated the idea that he was holding out any hope for us especially as we've joked around saying if we're both single at thirty then we'll get married. How can I cut a long story short? Under the influence of alcohol and a few other substances we kissed. Oh god. Huge mistake!
I get a text asking me what does it mean? Dude it was a kiss on the lips nothing more, the kind of kiss you give your granny. He wants to know what it means? It means I was wasted beyond belief. I'm sad that this could ruin one of the easiest friendships I've ever had. However, its my own fault so we'll just see how this pans out. I told him I loved him but I'm not in love with him and he replied we should talk in the week. Hmm.

I can't stop thinking about food. Today I've had sweet chili chicken noodles and a hot chocolate. I need to learn how to cook healthy food otherwise I'm going to live off sh*tty ready meals for the rest of my student life. All my flatmates cook from scratch every night as I shamefully tuck into a microwave meal. Tesco ready meals at that...

From this we have deduced I do nothing on a Sunday. I do stupid things when under the influence (who doesn't?!), living away from home is a much needed kick up the derriere, I'm a student, I cant cook.

Also this is making me laugh...
http://nickclegglookingsad.tumblr.com/

Boa noite x