Goddammit

I managed to miss my 2nd anniversary of writing this blog.
2 years of blogger. It doesn't seem that long.
That also means it's about 2 years since that day that m and Pete walked for hours in the sun and had a really lovley day together.
How times change. Now we can't even stand to be in the same area as one another, let alone the same room.
It makes me sad sometimes the way things turn out, but I have tried my best...there's no use trying to build bridges to nowhere.
I still have stuff to pick up which I will have to do this week. As Pete is living with Phil it makes things a little easier, it means I can contact hil about it and not have to speak to Pete and get a load of abuse everythime I do. Apparently my stuff is boxed up, and he doesn't want to be there when I go to get it. Thats fine by me, I don't particulalrly enjoy being made to feel like an evil, nasty bitch.
I'm wondering why he didn't put it all in the ruck sack that he has of mine tho. I don't think he had that much stuff...either that or he's trying to keep hold of the bag, in which case he can fuck right off because my dad bought me that bag, and I need it. And if he's fucked it, he can bloody well buy me a new one.
Anyway I'm probably being a little uncharitable there, I'll wait and see first before I kill him.
Oh God...I bet he's packed the inflatable darlek, which I hate with a passion...it has to have been the most ridiculous present ever...I mean where am I supposed to put a four foot inflatable darlek????
Tell you where...EBAY.