I'm a 20 year old on a challenging journey to radically improve my life (doesn't that sound so melodramatic?).

Saturday, 26 April 2008

A sunny day

I'm feeling rather hot today, the sun is out, and my long hair's not helping the matter either.

I look outside and dotted about are groups of people in the sun, relaxing and having fun. I'm here in my room alone; I suppose that's the outcome of only having 3 friends, heh, one of them being my ex-girlfriend, who doesn't really fancy seeing me right now.

Over the last few weeks I've noticed a steady rise in my OCD activity. I know that now I really should start ignoring it to get the level back down... And I will. I shouldn't have let it slip to begin with.

Ah, today I bought a cooler box type thingy, complete with 2 ice packs. I plan to make a smoothie after every drunken night's antics and put it in the cooler box, so that when I wake up in the morning I can roll over and grab the smoothie, for some nice nutrients to get me going for the day. Otherwise I'll stay in bed awake for a couple of unnecessary hours.

I went and got some lavender essential oil today too!... Wait a minute, did that exclamation mark make me look sad?... Not as sad as me asking if it did. Erm yes... I got some some of that nice lavender oil stuff today - the plan in mind, is that I can use it when massaging myself; no, not a dirty massage. I mean, I'm going to learn some self-massage techniques to help relax myself. Ugh, I know that didn't make it sound any better, but innuendo can be so hard to avoid nowadays. Saying "nowadays", I've only lived for 20 years, and been aware of innuendo for 9 of them.










I'm desperate to pull a girl, god I am. I'm not sure if only people who know some English slang will get that, but it means "Sleep with a girl", in my case anyway. But it doesn't matter now, you know what I mean. But I have to say, that is not the ultimate objective in my mind, honestly. I just want to flirt, and probably bring one back to mine and cuddle and talk. What the fuck is wrong with me? I'm supposed to be a guy. Well anyway, I reckon tonight I'm probably not going to the university bar, because my mate and his girlfriend are probably kind of bored of that, since they know it'll just be me urging them to help me pull all night.

I'm off to do some revision. Bi bi.

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