Oh, and again. This always seems to happen. I wish it would just go away! It really doesn't help when you need your best friend, but your bloody mobile is broken. Because you've dropped in the sink and then again in the washing up bowl, which at the time was full of water. Hm, good fun!
Don't you just hate that feeling once you've come back from off holiday? And, you forget about everything that was going on before you went away. And then, you're suddenly reminded of it. It feels like that when they go away, and you forget about them, and have fun with your mates. And think, oh, I could really imagine life without them being a pain in the neck all the time. But then they come home, and you honestly want to do anything to avoid them. And when I say anything, I mean go out with your nan anything!
Now, just to plan away you wont bump into them when you're out with your nan in M&S having a nice cuppa. Not that they'd be in M&S or anything... But it's the horror about thinking, oh crap are they going to be outside my house with a bunch of his friends or will he be in the shop when I go down there?
I honestly cannot wait for Spain now. It's not like he'll be over there or anything. Considering he just came back from holiday. Oh, I hope he's not there..
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