I'm one of those people who isn't a huge fan of summer, but loves spring because it's just so amazingly gorgeous. Not too warm, and not too cold.

I got a tad pissed off with Mariuana today, and I think she realised it because she dropped the topic. They were teasing me about S and it pissed me off because it's got nothing to do with what we were preparing for with the assignment. it just bugged me, and the whole group, apart from Gemma has anyway considering the fact that I've done so much of the assignment and Lisa has said that we've all done equal. Hello! Gemma and I have worked our asses off while they have sat pretty.

I've still got more work to do. Lisa wants me to interview some players because I have 'access' to them. Pftttt. What else is new right?

Wow I started writing this entry 2 hours ago, and then got sidetracked. Ha ha that happens when you deliver a towel to a naked and wet man LOL. Why is it men always have the habit of forgetting towels when going to have showers? Hmmmm.

Speaking of towels I worked out the bad smell was actually coming from the clothes hamper, or in particularly damn clothing. So I guess that means we have to do a load of washing.

My mum is going to call tonight. I called her earlier, but she had just got home from TAFE, and hadn't had dinner yet. My mum is 55, and has gone back to school for her work. It's not easy for her because she is unco when it comes to computers or anything electrical but she is still doing so well. I am really proud of her.

I was so energetic after going to the gym this afternoon, but as always now that I have been I am really tired. I didn't even really feel like eating tonight. I'm kind of over Knocci now, and I think it will be a while before I eat it again.

I got some more of my assignment set out tonight, and still need to interview S and M, but that shouldn't be a problem at all.

Funnily enough I kept bumping into M all day today. I was leaving Uni when he drove up beside me in the car, and then bumped into him at the club and then again in the city. We had a good chuckle about it all.

Usually I don't see him quite that much, at least not unless he's over at our place. Silly.

Hmm I keep getting distracted by things, and will never get around to writing this entry, or finishing it if I'm not careful.

I spoke to my mum, and she seemed happy and we actually got along. She told me S called to wish my dad happy father's day. He never told me he did that, and when I asked him he just shrugged. Men!

But it was good to talk to her, and I might actually head back to Melbourne for the day on Friday to catch up with David, and if I get time drop in and say hello to my parents.

I've got to head up to Melbourne Saturday night to see Geelong play Essendon anyway, so maybe I might even take the time to drop in on Sat before I go to that. I told Kathryn and Mark I would go with them, so that should be an interesting experience.

Hmmm I'm listening to some old Kylie Minogue. I made a complilation of songs ages ago, and since I'm going through my music I thought I'd re-listen to it.

It reminds me of when I was about 11, and when she came out. I loved her music, and was so completely into it, and then when I turned about thirteen I discovered Kiss, AC/DC and the joys of hard rock and metal and ditched Kylie. It's only in the past couple of years I've actually got back into her music. It's funny how you tend to do this whole 180 on things isn't it.

Part of me thinks that I probably didn't completely get out of her music, but liked others more and then realised I still loved her old stuff.

I love her new stuff too now of course. But wow that brings back memories of being 11 years old and singing in my hairbrush to Locomotion and I should be so lucky. Ha ha ha.

S hates Kylie's music, and I've had to put the earphones in because he hates it that much. Poor baby.

I really should finish my feature article, which I am 400 words into. Although I kind of think it sucks, and also the other work on Geelong Football Club that I have to do. Meh I think later. I'm not really in the mood to do any assignments or anymore writing tonight. At least not creative writing. I'm too tired.

David called me tonight too, and we had a good chat. It feels like we are getting back on track with our friendship. He told me he and Shelley broke up. I should be unhappy for him, and sad but after the way she acted I don't think so. If I see her I will give her a piece of my mind.

She told him that it was his own fault that he was raped, and that she blames him completely because he got an erection. She doesn't see it as being raped.

Well I'm sorry but I don't see a female coming into a guy's room with a guy, handcuffing him to the bed and having sex with him as something that's being done willingly do you?

Guys can't help the way they react. Simple as that.

I'm thoroughly disgusted with her, and to make matters worse she then tore strips into him about how shitty his writing is.

I've read his work and it's damn good. So much better than my writing ever will be.

She's just not worth it, and no loss as far as I'm concerned.

Yes, I know I've flipped sides, but as much as I bitch about David he still is a friend, if not a best friend and I consider friends my family. You can bitch and fight with them, and bitch about them but when it comes down to it you go into bat for them when they need you and be there for them when they fall, even if you know it's their fault and that they were going to fall.

I dunno. We have a tumultuous relationship really. We tend to dislike each other's partners, and jealously guard our friendship. It's just the way it's always been because we've been single together for so long, and then been in relationships at different times. When I fall into one, he falls out of one, or vice versa. Funnily, this is one of the first times we've been in a relationship at the same time, although that didn't last.

I still haven't told him that I'm pregnant, and I'm not sure how he's going to react. I hope he will be happy for S and me, but we will see. I think I'm going to keep it from him a while longer. I want to share the news with him, but I just don't know how he will take it.

I guess I should tell him before S does, and knowing S the way I do he will, and it will be on purpose.

Actually it was cute. Last night he told me that this time next year he will be celebrating his first father's day. It blew me away.

It doesn't really quite sink in that I'm pregnant. I seriously don't think it has. I mean I pretty much have no symptoms, my stomach is flat, or at least as flat as it can be for me, and I'm feeling healthy and normal.

I've noticed some changes in my body, but not that much right now. I'm sure that will change.

But just hearing him say that blew my mind. It was OMG that's a scary thought.

I don't even know if I am ready for motherhood, or being a mommy, but something tells me that I will be fine. We both will, and he's going to make a wonderful daddy. I just know it.

Still it's scary thinking this time next year we will be parents.

This time last year we weren't together. We'd split. I was seeing Ben again, he was seeing the ex and we were sleeping together. Actually we've kind of tried to define that time because technically we were together since we spent every night of that 2 month break in each other's bed. Gee, we were really committed to dating Ben and his ex weren't we. He ended up dating her two weeks, and I ended up dating Ben for a month.

I remember thinking that I would just get him out of my system, and that would be it. But as you can see that really worked.

Sheesh memories....

I guess that's it for now

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