sex sex sex...

that's all you ever think about.

it was two weeks tomorrow that i was listening to that in my dad's house,while my best friend was upstairs asleep and i really wanted to go to manchester. the day after i met a guy at the su bar,and something happened which is obvious,but i'm not saying so just use your imagination yeah?
but i'm currently sat in my room in halls a bit repulsed and disgusted by last night.
my mate from home,who supposedly has feelings for me (5 years too late i'm thinking,then again he could have been thought of as gary glitter) sent me a text saying ''hey sexy,how are you?'' so ever the loyal person,I told him that i was back home at uni and shouldn't he be calling his missus sexy? But he soon filled me in on the current relationship situation (he's on a break from his fiancee) and i needed to talk to him anyway about what happened with the guy in the su bar,and he told me in no uncertain terms that i was being used,but i confronted the guy and he said that he still wanted to get on with me,despite denying that he'd deleted me off msn. MEH. We haven't talked since 20 past 12 this morning,when he gave me yet another kiss on his goodnight text. I think he went back home anyway,so I'll leave it a few days until i talk to him. Then he wanted to write a text story,but I felt so disloyal that I had to stop it when he took it way too far. Pfft.

Besides that drama,today has been pretty good. I had an amazing lecture in English,and I went reading journal shopping afterwards,and then I had soup in the 8th Day Cafe,which was brilliant. Then I found that my German seminar had been cancelled,which was gutting,so I hobbled back to my flat like an old woman after catching a bus. I slept for an hour and made rosti and salad and creme brulee and banana,so I managed to make myself an okay meal :)
Tomorrow it's the stall and job hunting,maybe a night in the MCR,who knows. But for now I'm off to bed,g'night.