twiggy

Hey hey, you know what I wouldnt advise? spending your friday night in the royal infirmary because you fell over and hit your head and couldnt be woken back up by your friends(because you felt a wee teeny bit faint and collapsed which isnt a big deal at all really). Not that the staff weren't very nice and all, its just not exactly fun especially as im not a great fan of hospitals (but then again who is?) Anyways, they rang my mum who brought me back to sunny milngavie for a couple of days rest. being back at my parents place was nice but a wee bit weird. theres something about being there that makes me feel all antsy like I want to go somewhere, possibly anywhere. I think its something to do with the views, you can see up onto the Campsies (at least, I think thats what they are. big old hills they are anyway,) and they look invitingly disappear-into-able whereas from my edinburgh flat theres just the lady opposite who holds little to no interest to me. Anyways, im rambling on because im a little addled and a bit shaken up (theres nothing seriously wrong btw, I have very low blood pressure anyway and do sometimes pass out, i was just in for observation, did you know that the sticky things they use to attach monitors to your chest leave a lovely film of adhesive that wont come off. isnt that nice.) So Anyway, as I was saying, im going to uni and to pick up some mystery rolls of film I put in to get developed tomorrow (mystery film; exposed film found often at the back of a drawer the source of which has been somehow lost) so that at least gives me something to do.

See you soon
xx