2 years.

I watched "Scarface" last night for the first time. Something I would never admit to anybody (the first time bit). As I've heard so much about it, I was always able to carry a conversation about it. Old films make me feel young.

The weather is miserable yet again. And it’s the seventh of April. Two years ago it would be today that Mark and I attended the Foals gig in Berlin together. It would be two years and two days ago that I discovered Berlin for myself for the first time. It would be two years since I’d started seeing Mark. Didn’t last until Autumn 2008, but we had soo much fun.

I am thinking about him. Almost every day nowadays for some reason. He was such a good friend. I hope I will win him back. Please, Lord, let Mark and I be friends again.

I am waking up in the middle of the night and cannot go back to sleep for two nights in a row now. There are no thoughts in my head but my body feels hot and bloated and itchy. I turn and turn and turn in my bed and cannot fall back asleep. Is it exam worries (bitten my nails to the base yesterday trying to revise EU Law)? Is it money worries (I am awfully overdrawn)? No Starbucks, no shops and no travel for me at least for a month! Okay, I am going to Berlin on Friday but that was paid for long time ago.

My Hole tickets were delivered yesterday! :)