Finally found the time to update.
Ross, Owen, Ste and Andy finally arrived on Thursday. They got slightly lost in Edinburgh centre due to the wrong one-way system. I was so excited! Was wonderful to see them. I just couldn't stop hugging them. Seeing them made me realise how much I miss them. We went up to the flat for a smoke. Some friends from the college came up and it was all good. Got very stoned. Such good weed. Ste brought an ounce up with him. It went in two days. Thurs night we went to Establishment, a very cool hip hop club; then on to Opium but Andy couldn't get in because he was totally high on pills and quite obviously so. So we went to Faith which was surprisingly good for a trendy club. Played cool music upstairs and we danced the night away. Got so drunk. Went back to the courtyard at the college for a smoke. Made so much noise. I was loving it.
Friday was spent getting very stoned. Went to Potterow at night and got wasted again. What a fucking amazing night. It couldn't have been better. Danced and just had so much fun. Came back to the flat and got wasted. Ended up with me and Ross smoking joint after joint until about 5. Had some mad Englishmen and Scotsmen ranting at each other for an hour in the flat. Was hilarious. Everyone should have mad Scots ranting at each other when you're stoned. The most amusing thing ever. Two of them were pissed off because the other two stole their hair products when the fire extinguishers were going off in the lounge, which was also partly their fault. Hilarious!
Saturday they went home and I now miss them so much. I miss Ross the most. All the memories of the summer are flying around in my head and I wish I was there again, at my dads house, sat in the garden, having a BBQ, getting stoned and watching Jim and Kitchen play extreme frisbee. I feel sad about it. Was such happy times. I miss the Ritz on Mondays. I miss the random day trips. I miss camping. I miss them all being at mine, stoned, watching Dirty Sanchez and Spongebob. I miss our collective Pink Floyd obsession. I miss shroom days with Stacey and freaking out a stupid things like cows and the word Smint. I didn't miss them this much when I left. It was great to see them but then when they leave it hurts so fucking much.
I'm feeling quite emotional at the moment due to one thing and another. I'm feeling quite fragile. I feel lonely, even though I shouldn't be. I have great friends here. I love it here. I just want something more. I've been quite worried about myself recently. I've become very lazy about work and I'm hardly eating. I'm tired all the time but I think thats due to very late nights/early mornings and generally drinking and smoking too much. I should probably cut back, but I really don't want to. Right now I think I need to be out more than anything.
Which is why I'm glad to be going out tonight.
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