The Paranoia Party.

This again is a little spin off blogalog post, i promise i'll get back to the story about how me and graham got together at some point just give me a little time to rant. i also said i'd dedicate this blogpost to Harriet who made up the term Paranoia Party, so here you go!
OKAY, as you can see the title this post is about my favourite thing DUN DUN NA NAAAA (that was meant to be a fanfair it took me awhile to type and i still think it's wrong, oh well) PARANOIA WOOOO!
basically, as we all know tomorrow is new years eve, which means only one thing to every teenager in the country.... party time.
and like i said graham's away so i'll be partying with my friends, no biggy it'll be a laugh. and i thought that would be the end of that. OH NO. OH NO NO NO NO.
so i'm talking to my friend Harriet and we're laughing at graham's drunken plan with his friend to go get wasted on this holiday and go... how do i put this politely.... 'meet' a lot of girls, and i have no problem with this he doesnt say he's going to get with anyone and he'd made a joke about it and i didnt really think it was a problem until Harriet said:
                         he wouldnt do that to you
and i'm like
                  of course he won't no-one would want him and if he did he wouldnt get with anyone ever again!
and Harriet says:
                       are you worried
and i'm like
                no no of course not! i hadn't really thought about it, it'll be fine, he wouldnt!
and she's like
                  it'll be fine...
i mean i hadn't thought about it until today, the thought didnt cross my mind, and when i found that post i thought it was a laugh and was funny and i was fine about it until i started to think about it, and think about it and then i joined the group that most women in the world have a lifetime membership to....
THE PARANOIA PARTY
i mean, right now i'm fine and i'm pretty new to all this paranoia over cheating, do people normally feel like this?  and actually its not even the getting off with someone, it's the afterwards, it's the 'did it mean anything' bit that i can imagine not liking at all..... actually i take it back, i just thought about the getting off with someone part and actually i dont like that bit much either...
but it'll be fine as she said, i mean come on people we're not cavemen! we do posses a little self control!
no, no i'm not going to think about it anymore
these are the thoughts that slowly drive people insane until they turn into those limpet type girlfriends have to be with their boyfriend, literally clinging on their legs, because if not the paranoia party will come and pick you up whisk you to the party and make you dance until you breakdown in ASDA on the phone to them because you haven't spoken to the in half an hour and saw a tomato that was the shape of their head so you thought you'd call and then they tell you you're too clingy and they need some space, relationship over. (that might be a little far fetched but i guaranteed its happened somewhere)
well i'm not going to be that girl god damn it.
and besides i dont look at tomatoes that carefully so i think i'll be fine
just gotta trust ya'know?
i went ghetto there...





tragic.