I'm still here

This week, I've been soooo stressed....and you know what-I can't actually pin point why!! I haven't however resorted to cigarettes.....I have been without a fag for over 2 weeks! Soldier is majorly proud cos he's thinks it's cos of him (which it kinda is cos I got tired of the moaning!) Just feels like I'm carrying the world on my shoulders-and I'm not doing a very good job of it...

Soldier came by and saw me on Friday. He told me the other day that he wouldn't be able to come up and see me because of Remembrance Sunday (which is today) he would have to be a part of the parade for all the lost soldiers in World Wars 1 & 2 and the other wars since then. But his friend was leaving camp on Friday and so he went out of his way to get a lift up to London to see me....bless him! So we spent Friday together which was real nice. He told me that he sneaked off campus....then he's like 'you see how important you are to me?' aww bless him...I did go on about how much I missed him, but I didn't want him to do anything to get himself in trouble...if he got caught he would have been fined and for someone as careful about money as he...that's a big deal.Why do I feel special that he'd risk all that for me???

Was up at the crack of dawn on Saturday (4am to be precise) cos I was heading to France for the day, so I didn't spend Saturday with him....instead I was with the fam....it was a pretty cool day out-nothing overly fancy! Got home at around 8....just missed Soldier which I was less than impressed about, but hey-that's how the cookie crumbles.