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This weekend was pretty cool. Helen somehow managed to sneak me into the club Exchange underage and without I.D. I spent the night having her awesomely funny pervert friends buying me drinks. Matt and Pete are the ultimate comedy duo. They were cracking me up all damn night. Hopefully I shall be able to go out more often…
Little else to report except that I have majorly failed chemistry. But I had a feeling that was going to happen so I’m just going to try forget about it till results day. There are only three weeks of bridging left till the summer holidays. That’s nine of each lesson. Shouldn’t be so bad. My trip to the Bristol Channel to draw the cliffs in the rain however, WILL be so bad. Eugh. I really don’t want to go. I might amuse myself by wearing the slaggiest variation of walking gear I can think of. I’m going to have to find something to keep myself sane whilst spending two days with stinky Maleeha…
There’s been a lot of beef going down recently too between Mike and me. The more I think about it, the less sense it seems to make. There’s no argument that doesn’t have an equal counter argument. It is simply arguing for the pure sake of arguing. I’m not sure of the exact reasoning behind it all to be honest.
It just seems like nothing is consistent.
From what I can tell, he is angry at me for coming down to London without telling him, and kissing someone (lavely) in his year group.
Meh, he's the one with the problem here, not me.
Firstly, he went out with a girl without breathing a word to me. So that cancels out the not telling him. Hypocritical to say the least and his excuses for not telling me were awful.
Secondly, Lucy and I don’t come down to London to always see people. If we came down only to do some shopping, would he expect to know that we were in the same city, even if we didn’t have time to see him? I doubt it.
Thirdly, I can kiss who ever I like. I kissed Tom and Ben not that long ago. There was no obligation to tell him of that. The only difference this time is that he knows Guy. That makes it have something to do with him, obviously.
Fourthly I am not, and never was, romantically attached to him! o_O You would actually think we were married and I slept with someone behind his back. It’s crazy…
Oh I don’t know. I don’t quite understand his anger. But for I think the third time now he has deleted me as a friend on facebook, and has no doubt deleted my numbers again. I don’t really know what’s going on currently…
In happier news, I have Thorpe park, Will’s picnic and the rave to look forward to in the near future :]
Also, I found James playing the piano like a craaazy person this morning. He is quite amazing. And he waited for me outside ECDL this afternoon :]
Lavlavlav
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