88|3 and a half hours sleep.. that what Im living off.. Its a bloody good job I was only in work until 10.30am otherwise I would be getting violent by now.

Well, Im back home now and the place stinks worse than Ive ever known it of cat shit. Ive been polite about it for long enough. It fucking hum dings here and if it wasnt for going out for dinners with Jasey and Andy, Id be anoerexic by now because with the pongs going on ere, I cant bring myself to cook anything.

My mate Stacey rang me this morning just after 7am. Just before Christmas she got together with the love of her life. She has been with him on and off for nearly 6 years.. The off parts were always his choice and not her own because he always felt that he wasnt ready to settle down. The last time she split up with him, she went for a clean break. She met someone else and although he was not perfect, he was a pleasant guy that thought the world of her. Throughout the time with this new guy, her ex was always getting in touch saying that he would fight to get her back and saying that he had learnt the hard way that what he wanted was her. He continued to do this until just after Christmas, she followed her heart and agreed to give things a go. He told her he wanted her to move down as soon as she got a job and for the weeks since then, I have never seen her looking so radiant and happy. She has been going for job interviews and had managed to make it to a second interview... And yet this morning she rang me sobbing down the phone. She has been awake all night because yesterday she received an email from the love of her life telling her that he doesnt think things are going to work out between them and to not contact him. She drove an hour to get to his house to ask what was going on and it turns out he went out on Sunday and met up with the girl he was seeing before him and Stacey got back together. He was tempted he says and so something is wrong...

He is a stunning looking lad but in my eyes he has let the best thing that had ever happened to him slip away. My friend Stacey is not only beautiful on the outside but on the inside too and she has a rare quality of lighting up a room when she walks into it. I know that anyone who has ever met her will agree with me on this. Dame Kazduck and Beverley Anne, I know are fans of hers. I know she doesnt read my blog because she understands I.T about as much as she understands the bible...(you should have seen her going for it when she realised that she could download any song she wanted on my itunes... Cost me a bloody fortune!)

Im moving out this weekend although the room I am in is mine until 16th February and Im going to check things over and over to ensure that I have not forgotten anything... Ive just got to make sure I manage to grab my other laptop as I need to give it to Beverley Anne soon.. as soon as I have my files off the bloody thing! At the moment, the housemate is still using it so I may just have to whip it away when he least expects it...

Oh golly gosh, I could be wrong but im sure I can hear cleaning going on... Probably a false alarm but I still may faint...
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