Hellew.

I'm in Joe's bed. This makes me feel guilty because when he stays over at mine he has to do sleeps on the floor. But I'm doing sleeps at his and he gives me an entire BED.

I've had SUCH a good evening (': Me and Joe and Ross squidged onto the sofa and we watched Love Actually and we bitched the whole way through it about how life will never be like that and how it's all a massive sham xD It was really really funny.

I've had a bit of an UNSTABLE fortnight and now I'm laying here just like YAY because I feel sooooo much better about EVERYTHING now.

Really really mega good mood and I feel like a lucky human right now.

PS
-Vicar voloceraptus
-Love Actually finishes:
Ross, "Love is like a cancer."
Joe, "Who wants to kill themselves first?"
Jocy, "Death."

<3

Hello. I own half a face at least.

All of the wasted time, the hours that were left behind, the answers that we'll never find, they don't mean a thing tonight.

I'm so glad last week is over XD

It's only been this week for just over a day but it's already such a good week ^^

i'm so RELIEVED that all the disarray of everything is finished and things are back to how I love them most (:

So excited about Thursday to see Joe for the first time in over a month ^^ We're going to make quadruple chocolate chip cookies with milk, white, dark and peanut butter chocolate chips. And we're going to find our holiday to Paris (((((((((((:

Welcome back summer, I missed you <3



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I've got that thing when the the bad stuff going on translates into physical pain in my stomach and head.

)X

It isn't nice not being able to cope without someone when they can cope just fine without you ):


Just want this messed up stage to be over and things to go back to normal >.< I hate it.

It's extremely difficult to keep a sane and sensible head on your shoulders when the things that usually keep your head up there decide to bugger off -_-

Hello. I'm Jocy and I post blogs in Pret A Manger.

I'm having a mental breakdown. I need to cry really badly but I'm in Pret A Manger and I'm wearing mascara and I have to go back to my work experience placement in half an hour.

My brain is falling apart. I'm exhausted due to jetlag and insomnia, I can barely eat and haven't consumed a normal day's calories in over a week.

I'm just gonna say outright what's up. Hardly anyone reads this anyway.

My best friend of 5 years doesn't care anymore. This is note being emo and paranoid, this is what I know. He's too cool for me now and because I won't get drunk and stoned with him, I'm not worth his time. I'm sure one day if I ever forget how amazing our 5 years as best friends were then I'll be able to believe it's his loss. But at the moment, it's not. He's surrounded by a group of people, going out, doing his thing. I do all this but at the back of my mind I have the knowledge that he doesn't care about me anymore. I'll forget for a bit and everything will be hunky dory, and then I'll remember. Try living with that. I don't feel bad putting this on the Internet; I tried to talk to him about it several times and he has made it more than clear he doesn't want to know. So I will talk about it here instead. Taylor Swift writes songs about people that treat her badly, I write blogs. Fair play in my opinion.

On top of that, I miss my uber best friend like hell. I haven't seen him in over 3 weeks. I haven't spoken to him properly in 5 days. I'm probably reacting worse to this than the normal person should, but there we go. It's making me feel quite depressed. I don't know if he knows. He'd rightly tell me to shush and pull myself together. I hope I see him soon.


These things clearly demonstrate that I am a very dependent person. If I don't have my friends constantly there, I don't function properly. My mind foes stupid horrible things and I convince myself that they don't care anymore and are annoyed by me and don't want to be friends with me anymore. In the first case this turned out to be disgustingly true. It really is one of my worst mightmares come true. What mKes it worse is that he knows this yet still won't talk to me.

Jocy is not a happy Jocy.

>.>

I'm going on holiday in 7 hours.

Just got off of MSN with Joe, it's 4am. We talked non-stop for 6 hours. Going to miss him so much and the goodbye was not fun.

But once I'm on my way to the airport excitement will set in and it will be fine.

Am sure I'll blog whilst I'm away!

Sorry anyone who was expecting/looking forward to my Q&A vlog that I promised for yesterday. Ran out of time ):

Hope everyone has a brilliant couple of weeks xx