missfrifri

On Saturday my sister arrived to Ldn town. She's not staying with me but with Jay who she met when she visited me last summer. (I'm guessing her reasoning is why stay with my sister when I can stay with a muscly Jamaican?)

Jay broke his wrist skateboarding. He said that skateboarding makes him feel free. Until you break something, I said. Then he just looked at me angrily.

Me and Jay got into deep discussions about religion, Obama and poverty at the bus stop. A bit random perhaps... Mum saaid that it's unfortunate that I've inherited dad's incapacity of ever being quiet...

Did any of you watch the Wimbledon final? OMG I got a bit too excited by it all. I started crying when Djocovic won. Like, properly crying. Ahhh. He was sent away to Germany when he was 12. He's been working for this his whole life. Ohh... His parents.... *Sobsobsooob*...

Only to see a close- up of Nadal when he wipes away a tear. Then I start crying again. Ohh. Poor Nadal. Ooohhh. They're all winners. Why can't they all win?? Ohhh... *sobsobsob*

To stop crying I changed channel, only to watch an episode of Teen Mom where the teen mom gave up her child for adoption, so then I started crying again because it was aaaalll soooo saaaad. Change channel to Friends. Monica and Chandler can't have a baby. It all ends with me calling Alex saying that I can't watch TV anymore because the world is too cruel. Since he doesn't understand me ("You shouldn't watch Wimbledon if you can't deal with the consequences!") I spend the rest of the evening watching Love Actually. Sometimes you just have to let it out, you know.

Yeah yeah I know. I have serious issues.