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Musings of a unemployed woman.
by Emerald Lies

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Shooting Stars

12/27/2011

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Strike

That whole 'No thinking about Jonathan resolution' may be harder then I thought, especially when he sends me texts at 2am with "Hey! you awake?". Obviously I was asleep so I didn't get it. But I checked my phone this morning and there it was. I was confused to say the least but I text him back saying "When I sleep I'm dead to the world so I slept through your text. what was it for?" To which he replied "Was just wondering lol, I just couldn't get to sleep.=P" So I'm sitting here half thinking "Aw, he thinks about me when he can't sleep enough to send a text to see if I'm up?" and half thinking "I wonder how many other people he texted that same question and if any of them replied. and were they girls" See it's things like these that make it hard, I don't hear from him in a week then he sends me a random text in the middle of the night! ARAGH. OH and just as I'm writing this I receive this text "I shall have to try it soon! (after I mentioned he should have had some tea) I can bring honey! I need to fix my bike first though =[" So he wants to spend time with me, even though he hasn't really spoken to me in a week. Oh god why me? I really like him but to him I'm just a warm place with free food.

On another note, I think mum has finally had enough with the christmas tree. Usually mum takes all the decorations down on the 1st of January but I awoke this morning to the sound of her demolishing it. I walked into the living room and said "Have I gone forward in time?" and she replied with "There's a method in my madness". Turns out she took down the big tree and has just replaced it with the hallway tree.

Dad is still continuing bugging me about last night's torte/tart incident. Bloody brother, it IS a torte but the packet stupidly says tart. Oh and never let my dad put the alcohol in your drink, mine turned out to be vodka with a hint of energy drink.


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