Yesterdays Events
Well….. I didnt go out with my friends in the end. After careful consideration, and a few chats with friends, I text Chris back asking if it was too late for pizza and he told me to come over. 1hr and a half later, I rocked up – Goddam trains! Major delays on all of the lines!
So I got there and we were hanging out, and then another one of their friends, Kyle turned up. He’s just moved to Sydne, not knowing anyone either. They were asking him why he was there and not out and he said that he didnt want to go out on his own, which is fine by me, but I had the incline that they didnt really want him there. So we ate pizza and watched a few movies. Me and Kyle were the only ones that were smoking so we went outside for a few smokes now and again and I really feel like I can relate to him – all the feelings about starting again, missin friends, waking up ad feeling amazed at where we are. He’s quite good looking as well – just not my type though.
So by the time everything had finished, yadda yadda yadda – it was 2pm. I was gunna go home but they wouldnt let me, saying I could stay at the hotel for the night. They made up a room for me and It was really sweet. I dunno, I think that i’m getting over Stephen now though – especially when they were discussing how many people that had slept with – their average was 100+ people and I told them the truth – 3. They were like, well its not a competition so I just said that it didnt bother me – the 3 people I had been with, I had liked and were not ugly and really genuine decent people. Its such a different culture here – back home, we would never do that! Even the sluttiest girls I know havent exceeded 50.
But yeah, kinda off Stephen now and he was talking about Chad last night as well so i’m glad he’s happy. I dont wanna be someone that just looks for lays…. Its not me. So my friend was going to text me when he was out but didnt so Im not too fussed… He had a good time and so did I and I saved $100 by not going out too.
Washing time now…. Fun!
Starting over is a pain, but it is also filled with possibilities. It is much easier to recreate yourself into a new and improved version in a new location. I have never understood gross promiscuity; though sometimes I admit I envy the lifestyle I do not think I could live with myself. Sex without emotional attachment is just mutual masturbation.
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