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One of my best friends ever is on the verge of moving back to Brighton!!!! She had to move back oop north to her folks because she had no money (I've told this story I suspect) but now shes got that all sorted and she has a second interview on Wednesday

If she moves back I will defintately be getting a flat with her and finally moving out of my parents house. Shes one of the view people I know who I love every bit as much as I love my parents so I think I will be capable of living with her. I think I would make a terrible flatmate for anyone I didn't love completely, I would just find a little fault and get wound up about it all the time.

Anyway this has all happened really quickly. This time last week I was really wondering what I was up to with my life, getting bored because I didn't know anyone here and trying to think of a way to get out quick. Now everything looks really excited and I have to stop myself going through the property papers, working out how much its all going to cost and generally counting my chickens before they hatch.

I'm trying desperately to be sensible and patient as this might all fall through. I'm not very good at sensible and patient though

Plus we (The Romans, my sunday football team) won this morning. Its been a pretty damn good week.