Another depressing post! yay!

today was another one of those days i guess. woke up to a text that didn't make me too happy. i'm single again. just throwing that out there. the text didn't have anything to with that directly though, that was sorted out some time ago.

the application letter is coming along alright. still needs a lot of work though, inspiration to write about my inspirations is needed.

went with the uncle to the British high commission to get his visa and stuff sorted out today. it was educational and all that, and then we went, had lunch and then took off for the hospital. my uncles cousin, (i dunno what that makes his relation to me...cousin as well? great cousin?) had an accident with a sander yesterday and since he's diabetic he may have to have an amputation. did i mention i hate hospitals?

hospital dramas , i can deal with. i'll watch shortland street, ER, Scrubs, House M.D., what have you. but the reality of a hospital is never fun. sick people everywhere, worried relatives and the constant smell of disinfectant that doesn't cover up everything. i guess everyone would prefer the glitz of a television screen to the real thing.

meh, as Death Cab for Cutie says, theres no comfort in the waiting room, just nervous faces bracing for bad news.

however, i did get to meet my uncle whom i haven't seen for ages. not the uncle whom i went to the High Comm with, this uncle is my grandmothers brother. when i was younger, he used to lift me up by my ears and hold me aloft in the air. it hurt as i'm sure you can imagine. the great thing about growing older though is that now i'm taller than him.

the afternoon was alright, went to the grounds with the Griff, where i realised that i am pretty bad at asking people out. i mean really bad. the Griff says that it's because i never take anyones advice, but i think he just means i don't take his advice all the time. regardless, i am really bad at asking girls out.

so not feeling on top of the world today, but hey, tomorrow is another day right? and i'm young right?

so why do i feel so old.

I like beautiful blurs

so life aye? we can't always tell whats going to happen or when something is going to come along and change everything. your whole perspective gets skewed and suddenly things start to make sense.

theres this girl right, who i havent seen in the flesh for about two years now. she recently got back into the country and i asked her if she wanted to get dinner. and she said yes.

now, don't let my lazy exterior fool you, when i have to i can put a lot of effort into cooking. well, anything to be honest, but cooking is something that i have never found particularly difficult. i was, however determined to go out of my way to make sure this meal was one that would be awesome.

so i went to the supermarket. i would have gone alone usually, but this time i took the Griff and John with my for backup...and mostly for moral support. we did the whole shebang, bought everything we needed after a short fiasco involving chocolate sauce ( during which we discussed its pro, cons and various uses).

when i got home i was behind schedule. the plan was for me to get there and have enough time to get clean before i started on the cooking. i started to panic, should i get clean and stuff first or get the cooking out of the way? luckily my decision was made for me when she sent me a text telling me that she would be late.

in fact, whenever we are supposed to meet up for anything i wait for these "imma be five minutes late" texts. i collect hers. i have quite a few now.

she showed up, i had prepared all the hard stuff earlier ( its important to get all the peeling and chopping and stuff out of the way early, especially if you're having someone over for dinner. that way you spend more time on the more impressive parts of cooking ) and we talked while i cooked. then we talked while we ate. then we went out to the balcony and talked some more.

then it got late.

i think it was around eleven o'clock. when she looked at me and said something like,

"it's getting late, i think i should be heading home soon."

and then i said,

"yeah, you could do that...or we could make out."

then there was that silence. that moment where you don't know what she's thinking, and your life can go either two ways. she can either say yes, or she can say no.

i'd like to say that we went straight away and made out like crazy people, but we didn't. we spent about an hour talking it over...pretty much.

then we went and made out like crazy people.