• It's beyond me how, in the space of about 2 weeks, we've gone from perfect and in love to awkward and unsure. Not that I don't still love him, of course. And I know that right now I'm not being as friendly towards him as I usually am - but that's only because I'm hurt that he hasn't been attentive in the slightest lately. I hope he comes to Laura's next week. I hope so bad. I don't know why I'm looking forward to that so much. I hope he comes on Saturday too, obviously. God, I'm too dependant on my boyfriend. And the thing is...nobody realises it, because I'm so effing sociable and cheerful. Ruth is the only person that's noticed how my moods reflect how things are between Xavi and I.

   I'm bored of this subject now. Jazz brought a pack of fairy cakes complete with squeezy icing in today, we had a lot of fun with the sprinkles.Izzy & I spent out revision period in Physics doodling on 'I love...' sheets for each other, inspired by Yves Saint Laurent's original in the 60's. Floz invited me to Gogol Bordello in a few weeks, but I'm broke and gutted because they'd be SO much fun to see live. I'm making the playlist for Laura's 18th, and my GOODNESS there's way too much shite on there. I've snuck in some Reef and Blink 182, nobody'll notice :D. 

  /end of pointless Thursday-night ramble

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