daisy

Friends are amazing.

Not so long ago, i was sort of upset becuase i didn't feel like i had many (any) friends. As in the friends who are there for you, no matter what, and you can have fun with, and cry on their shoulder, and all the amazing stuff inbetween. I really wanted that, and i was getting so worked up, cuz i didn't have that. And it was right under my nose all along.

I had work friends, ya sure, but i didn't think that they'd be my friends once you took work out of the equation. But now that i don't work there anymore, and they're still hanging around, i guess that makes them real friends. And that makes me happy.

Being dumped is a horrible feeling. But my friends have been so good, and supportive, and just there in ways i didn't think possible. And i am lucky. Lucky cuz they do all the stupid things i like doing so as to cheer me up. Like going playing dance mat in an arcade. Like going to funderland. Like going to dance classes. Like having a cocktail night in, and giving me control of the music.

I'm still delicate as all hell mind. I forget that we're broke up, and think, oh we'll do something, and then i remember, and while it's only a fleeting thought, once i realise, my stomach just sinks. I'm still confused, and i'm still upset. But look, it's done, and that's that really. I've got a new friend at least, once we get past the break up, i'm sure we'll be firm friends. So that's something.

My friend Catherine turned around to me last night, and said that there's one good thing that's come out of all this, and that's that i won't be moving away now. It was really touching, and i erupted in tears.

So, anyway. Cancer bats are playing in Cork, i am extremly excited about this. I have two tickets, and all my friends are terrified in case i ask them, cuz well, it's none of my friends bag really. Bless.



And that's that,