Something’s been eating at me for the last month. Something someone said at my friend’s housewarming party. Just as she was leaving, Jess, who I haven’t known all that long, said “I won’t hug you, I know you don’t like it”. I know she was just trying to do the right thing — she didn’t want to invade my personal space if I didn’t like it — but it made me start thinking. It’s not true and don’t want people to think that about me. [read more]
Tiara: £10; return train ticket: £62.75; party supplies: £33.00. Total: £105.75. Not really too bad for a weekend spent at the other end of the country with my friends, although I could have saved the £33 given none of the supplies were actually used.
Last weekend a couple of friends, Ben and Emma, had their house warming party. They’ve been living together for a couple of months now, but hadn’t had chance to get around to having a party until now. When I first found out about them moving in I asked when the party was going to be. I was told they weren’t having one. Of course that meant that when I received the invitation I couldn’t exactly say no.