What Goes Up Must Come Down

Hey.

So a lot of shit has happened since I last wrote. I guess there’s no point in explaining every last thing that’s gone on. But I guess the main thing to talk about it Friday. So loads of us go out for Emma’s birthday. Wardy was there. He thought my mate was coming onto me all night and ended up starting on him then got chucked out of the club. I tried to talk to him about it but he was having none of it. He told me to "go back in, forget about him, find a nice guy and just enjoy myself". LIKE I COULD! Anyway he went home and I tried to enjoy the rest of my night but obviously that was praying on my mind so I couldn’t. So Laura, Callum and I get in a taxi home at the end of the night and I discover my purse is fucking gone. So on top of my boyfriend being a complete knob my purse was stolen. But that’s not all. I get home, report my purse to the police and cancel my bank card. I get a text from Laura saying that Emma (who was meant to stay at Darren and Wardy’s) is on her way home coz it all kicked off when they got back to theirs. So I texted Darren and he phoned me saying he was moving out and that Wardy is a psycho, tried to stab him and all this. So I’m like fuuuck. Then I eventually get to sleep. The next morning I get a text from Dave (Wardy and Darren’s other housemate) asking what the hell had happened coz he had been out and he came home and the house was trashed and Darren and Wardy were gone. Anyway to cut a (very) long story shirt turned out Wardy had been arrested and he was in the cells that whole weekend. Dunno what he’s been charged with coz Darren said he didn’t press charges.

I seen Dave’s girlfriend Kelly today and asked her what Wardy had said about it. It basically contradicts everything Darren said. I just don’t know who to believe. I’m sick of "he said this he done that". On top of all that anyway the mate that Wardy thought was hitting on me is trying to find out Wardy’s address so he can batter him and Gaffney is trying to find it out so he can "pop round for a cup of tea" — we all know what that means. It’s all seriously fucked up. It has escalated from this one wee thing that would never have happened if he had JUST ASKED ME HIMSELF. At the end of the day Wardy was askin every bugger else about me and Birch.. why couldnt he just ask me? I was meant to be his girlfriend. In a way I feel like it’s my fault coz I hardly spoke to him all night and I shouldn’t have been so petty about him not asking me and I shouldve reassured him rather than being all like "well I’m gonna wait and see if he bloody asks me himself" y’know.

It’s just a bit of a mess really. I wish I could turn back time and change it all. Ive been replaying the whole night in my head over and over and thinking "if I done this it wouldve been different" and "it wouldnt have kicked off if I had just said this". I think it’s slowly but surely driving me mad lol. It seems to be all I’ve thought about and spoke about. I just wish it would all blow over.

So that has been my life for the past week or so. I bet you all feel enlightened after reading that lol. First interesting thing I’ve had to update in a while! Y’know.. I always wanted some drama in my life. But not that much! lol.

So this weekend should be relatively drama-free. Hopefully. Going to Balerno to Darren’s last partay before he moves back in with his parentals. See some old, comforting faces lol. So hopefully that will be good. Dunno what else I will end up doing. It’s my first weekend without major plans in aaaages. Can’t quite believe it lol. Maybe this weekend we will go to the museum like we have been planning for ages lol. I shall have to see what everyone thinks about that :]

Bye for now xx