So yesterday

I have three stars tattooed at the back of my neck. I got them a couple of years back when me and my closest three friends all decided we were gonna get these stars permanently inked. We each chose our own designs, all with very different styles, shapes, sizes and at different places on our bodies. But they all represent the same thing, our friendship that is never meant to die.

Crappy enough we've been spread out all over for a while now but at least two of them live in the UK so I'll be a little bit closer after my move. Me so happy.

...now if I could just get the third one to come join us all the stars will be aligned at long last! Stupid girl has gone and fallen in love and is living with this stupid boy (who in fairness doesn't seem stupid at all but that's beside the point) instead of leaving the country. Stupid, stupid stupid.

...is it wrong of me for secretly wishing she'll dump him and come join us instead? No. What am I saying? Of course I don't mean that. Or maybe. Just a little. When noone can hear and judge me for being all selfish. Then I mean it a lot. But for now I'm gonna be happy having 2 of 3 closer to me. I really miss them. Got to see one of them over the holidays but the other one, can't remember the last time we were together and I really really miss her.

Okay, getting sentimental now. No good. Til next time.