But there is no way I can go without recording today's events down.
Today (other than the fact I barely ate a thing, and what I did eat was pretty darn awful) was possibly one of the best days of my life. One of those days that I will undoubtedly remember parts of for years to come. One of those days that probably seems quite unremarkable from an outsider's point of view, but will have me smiling for days on end.
Sadly, one part of it is quite materialistic. Ignore that part as much as you can. Honestly, it really wasn't the highlight.
So I woke up this morning to the sound of my Dad calling my name, telling me my lovely, shiny new MacBook had arrived. This, in case you hadn't guessed already, is the materialistic part of the entry that you should probably avoid. I even put it right at the very start so you wouldn't really be missing out on anything. That and it's chronologically sound.
A friend had slept at my house the previous night, so we both gasped and gazed in wonder at my delightful new piece of technology. The post was particularly wonderful towards me today, bringing me my railcard as well. Wonderful!
We lazed around for quite some time, until deciding that getting ready would probably be a good option. She departed from my house, but not before we'd made plans to go on a driving adventure later on that day.
We ended up going to a relatively local forest and joked about being 'at one with nature', taking stupid pictures stood on wooden thrones and generally enjoying the surprising burst of sunshine. We continued this for a couple of hours and then headed home (listening to S Club 7 all the way. It had been the Grease soundtrack on the way there. Lucky we have immaculate singing voices, eh?). Another friend and myself then sort of spur of the moment (as things tend to be with him) decided to go to the cinema. We hid from people we knew and ran away at the end to avoid even more people. (500) Days of Summer is wonderful by the by and even managed to raise some semi-serious questions in the car later. A rarity, believe me.
This I believe is where things got particularly weird and particularly wonderful. This particular friend lives a ridiculously far way away. And I being the kind soul that I am, was giving said person a lift home. Except then we saw a sign for a lake near(ish not really) to his house. So we went to the lake. Now dear readers, this is the part which you may consider trespassing. However I disagree. Don't look at me like that. OK. It might have been. A bit. It's only a lake! Not even that good a one at that! There were other people there! They were scary.
So we wandered around a bit and sat down for a while and general looked at the sky and how beautifully bizarre the moon appeared. Then I got scared of the approaching voices and we left.
We next ventured to another viewpoint (which genuinely is near his house) and sat on the bonnet of my car for quite some time, looking at the lights of the town and the sky and the cars. It was honestly one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen.
Then (with some difficulty) I finally dropped him home and headed home myself. Tired and hungry and feeling like nothing could ever be better than this.
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