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*While we paint the beauty of this fleeting dream, we trace out the lines of our scars.

OK so I haven't been on in a while.

Here's why I'm up at this time.

This time yesterday I wasn't sure if I still had a boyfriend.

This time 12 hours ago I wasn't sure if my boyfriend was still going out with me (and I think I was weeping in work)

Now I think we're OK but we never got the chance to talk about it.

And then I made my mum go to Casualty before I met Matt because she had a pain in her side for the past week or so.

She's been taken in and is going to get her appendix out I think.

Tomorrow is my last day in work.

I haven't packed.

My heart hurts slightly.

So that's that.

Date: 2006-09-12 01:48 am (UTC)

Date: 2006-09-12 08:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hartclanpaladin.livejournal.com
*hug*

Hope yer Mum is ok.

Date: 2006-09-12 03:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blindeadmcjones.livejournal.com
It never rains, but it pours, huh. *hugs*

I'm sorry that you're having a bad time at the moment. Hopefully things'll get better really soon.

Date: 2006-09-12 08:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelbirdemmi.livejournal.com
*hugs* There's always a calm in the storm, and it's not always at the beginning. Hopefully there'll be a break in the rain for you soon. So to speak. Seems we're all using storm analogies.

Tell your mom to feel better soon, and I'm sure she'll be fine. Appendix removal isn't a big deal (it's a routine procedure), as long as you catch it before it bursts or something, so it's good you told her to go.

You need to start packing, I know it's hard to leave. I never pack till the absolute last moment because I abhor packing, and because packing somehow symbolizes that you really have to leave. (or that your stuff is ready to go, anyway).

If you need to talk, you know where to find me. (even though theres that bothersome time difference....) You can always email me! I check that alot.

Date: 2006-09-13 06:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darthzal.livejournal.com
Why, oh why, do boys always come with heartache and worries and tears? I really don't understand. You doing alright, darling?

Ouch... I hope your Mum is okay. Give her a hug from me, will you? =^^=

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