there are so many unhappy people in swansea and it makes me happy that i'm not as unhappy as they are. is that selfish? it also makes me a bit sad too...
i am so bored of everything, i'm maybe moving to camden in july and then everything will be better.
a lovely irish man found my phone and purse while walking his dog and called up daniel and now i have to go and collect it on tuesday. maybe he is my long lost irish romance. or maybe he is really old.
why does anybody bother reading this blog??