I've been here 2 months. That's really weird, cos it means that I only have 2 and a half left. That means I've nearly spent half of my allowed time here. I like it here, I don't want to go to France and have to try and make friends all over again. I like the ones I have here.

On a different note, I got tipsy and texted Jordi admitting I fancy him. No reply.

As I walked home last night with the wind whistling past my ears I got thinking about things a little too deeply for a lonely night, given my lack of sobriety. And I thought about what had happened the night of the first entry in this journal, about how at one point I thought I was going to lose my self control. The self control that I've been ( Read more... )

I am well pissed off.
Don´t even think about messing with me tonight.