One Week

In one week I will be 20. I feel so young and yet I feel like I've wasted time just floating or sailing or drifting along. So many things I want to have done, and haven't. Travel, go on a road trip, write something more than assignments and diary entries, be single, have sex in strange places. Chances of me getting to do these things seem to be getting less and less... maybe when I'm retired I'll have a chance. hmm... kinky.

Party plans are go. I still have to go out and buy fruit and chocolate and juice and ice and serviettes and plastic cups and chips and corn chips and lollies and m&ms and mum's making dip. Ah crap and I have to double check that it's ok I actually hold the party where I've already told everyone it's being held.

Watching strange movie with the chick from xmen. Interesting quote "The longer you are with one person, the more annoying they will become. And you will be annoying too. So, if you want things to be perfect, don't be in a relationship". I know I'm annoying him. But am I making the right choice if I keep pushing him away? Why do I need him to cut the ties? Is it so he's not so hurt?