Started off amazingly, had made a new group of friends in team Glasgow and was actually starting to gain confidence. Then my mum died and that was all shot to shit.
I became, and remained for the rest of the semester, completely apathetic towards Uni work and did appallingly in my exams but somehow still passed them.
But luckily I have awesome friends that actually made the first half of the year tolerable. After my exams it was my birthday, which coincided with the Glasgow gathering, which meant I got to spend my birthday with all tha peepz™.
Then I had quite possibly the best summer of my life. Started off running away to my sister’s to avoid finding a job. Then there was Sophie’s Party, Festinho, my trip to Canada and Sinead’s party. I think I’ve changed quite a lot this year. For the better. I feel a lot my confident in myself, the canada trip helped a lot with that, having to make friends quickly and whatnot.
Then I got a comment on one of my youtube videos… from a girl saying she was moving into a flat in my complex. I decided to invite her to a party at my flat. She came, some lulz were had. I quite liked her but wasn’t sure if she liked me. Another 2 drunken nights (more like one and a half) were spent together. I plied myself with some dutch courage and made a move. She didn’t run away in disgust. Which was nice.
3 months later she’s on the train with me to spend Christmas at my sister’s. Then on the train with me to meet tha peepz™ in Birmingham then again for New Year in Derby. She’s beautiful and witty and sarcastic and funny and a little bit mental and I love her lots and lots. Thank you for appearing just in time to stop me from instigating Plan B (i.e. turning gay) <3
Definitely the best New Years I’ve had.
I couldn’t wish for a better group of friends, I just wish you all lived closer 
2009 scares me, I have potentially my last semester of Uni, my work placement and with any luck a long-term job opportunity. But I have a lot of work to do before any of that happens and I really don’t know if I can be bothered.
I’m content with where I am just now, with the group of friends I have and I could tolerate some shitty job if it meant I could stay in Glasgow.
Alternatively, I want to win the lottery (optional, but would help a lot), get a flat in the west-end with the missus and have regular parties with all tha peepz™.
