Before I forget

This was meant o be published yesterday but my crappy internet cut out before I could publish it.

I awoke this morning knowing 2 things: 1. Theres one thing he cant take away from me 2. It hurts when you hit your head on the ceiling


Memories. He cant change the past. I'm just waiting for him to admit that we had some Fricken Amazing times together. Oh Crud. My memories always been chronic. Not so kick ass. Urrrm how do I get around this one?Ahhhh. I could always preserve it in writing. So here goes(in chronological order)...the top 5 times he blew me out my mind with a kiss. Look away now if your that way inclined. And yes, I know. Im a dead woman if you ever stumble across this.


1. The First Kiss. Soft and Sweet. It was like he flicked on the light. I never looked back, even if he did turn out to be the Moron of My Future. The round of applause was also cool XD

2. Outside The Soldiers House...the first time he properly gave me tingles...he was stroking my arms and wearing a shirt that looked suspiciously Jack Wills.

3. The Mirrored Room...urrrm comment if your up for detail

4. Down the track. I dont know what he did dayam he did it well

5. A very non PG rated kiss at the top of legions lane. Oooerrr. Kingsworthy wasnt expecting that one.


Obviously the Fricken Amazing times were slightly less shallow then all of that but writing in depth would lead to reminiscing. Which is not Just Remembering.

Im not sure that exploiting...intresting moments on the internet is the wisest thing to do but Im in that very special place where your past caring.

Well this year sure has been a bitch, but maybe thats not entirely a bad thing. I mean, I never ever saw what was coming. I'd pick unpredictability over stability any day, even if whats coming is a kick in the teeth. Wow, apologizing for something I havnt done, seeing the bright side of a totally crud year...my maturity levels are on the rise, people. Unpredictability strikes again...

I got crapped on by a bird yesterday. I've always been weirdly jealous when people tell stories about getting crapped on by birds. Hmmm now I've got a tale of my own to tell. "I was going for a run once. I got crapped on by a bird. "