Tomorrow is Rebecca’s birthday. How come that always happens to me? I meet a girl and *BOOM* it’s her birthday! o_O
We’re going to go out in Notts with a bunch of her friends. Anyone else is welcome to come along or whatever. 🙂 Just give me a call or something.
Tonight we’re going to go to Chico’s to have a Mexican meal. They don’t do quesdaillas. 🙁 Looks like I’ll just have to make do with enchiladas instead. Oh well.
I made the mistake of telling Rebecca what time we’re supposed to arrive, when I should have told her half an hour earlier so we’re actually on time.
I went to get some more stuff from my mum’s house today and found that Justin has hit her again (Sunday morning and last night). She has a black eye, a cut on her head, a cut by her nose, a bloodshot eye, bruises on both arms, both hips, and under her right arm. He came to the door while I was there and Carly took the baseball bat off me this time. Justin didn’t hang around either.
I’ve convinced my mum to get it sorted once and for all. A police officer should see her in the next couple of days and we’ll get this problem solved once and for all. I hate the guy. If she doesn’t get this sorted I won’t be able to see her any more because I’m so close to just finding him and killing him it’s unreal. I’ve never been so angry in my entire life. Ever. If I do anything to him I’ll end up in prison, losing my job, etc. etc. So I can’t afford to be knowing it’s happening any more if she’s not doing anything about it.
Aaanyway, happy thoughts. Put on a brave face and continue. 🙂