i'm holed up in my room trying to get some work done and all i've managed to do is check my email, update my myspace, chat to rockstarboy and now i'm writing this entry. i need to stop all of this now. not only is all of this internet usage costing me a small fortune but if i don't start doing some work i'm going to fail everything.

i was at home this past weekend again. unlike the previous weekend of boredom this one i found wasn't quite long enough. for starters, today is a public holiday. alas universities don't do public holidays so at nine this morning i was in class. good times. to make matters worse i still have a hangover from saturday night. J's back. i caught up with her frday and saturday night. i have missed her so much. i didn't realise until i sat down and had an actual conversation for the first time in over six months.

we ate, more importantly, we drank and were very very merry.

while we were out painting the town red, i ran into S and C. C was acting really strange. even J noticed. he wasn't really saying much, kinda seemed like he felt a tad awkward. don't ask me what about. i have no idea. i was getting alot of male attention though. maybe that had something to do with it. i was on fire. never have i had so many men in one night hit on me. it was awesome. although towards the end of the night it wasn't so much fun. i was talking to this guy who was apparently was putting in a good word for his friend for quite a while and he suddenly grabs my ass. within a couple of seconds C is right up in the guys face asking him what he's doing. i tried to get him to back off but he wouldn't let up. if S hadn't been there to talk him round C would have got his ass kicked trying to protect my 'virtue' or whatever it was he was trying to protect. C is definitely not a fighter but he was livid. it was great. i still have some power over him.

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