I know, being O week and all I should be up at Uni having fun, but well been there done that. Don't want to really do it again.

Well...that and I am broke. Having said that, Uni called me today to tell me that they had sold all my books and that I could come get my money. Fine but did they have to ring so damn early? So much for the attempt to sleep in. I swear it just an't going to happen.

Although next Friday I might swear differently.

I'm supposed to see one perfect day this Friday, but to be honest I don't want to see it. I don't have the heart to tell my best friend that, so I might come up with the excuse that I simply can't afford it. That's kind of true too.

But I know it would get me out of the house as well, and god knows I need that.

We'll see what happens.

S and I are officially on a break...yet again. But this time it means not seeing each other so much, and it means actually NOT sleeping together. This time I am determined to do that, because when I am with him he clouds my judgement and I just don't think rationally. He's my addiction.

So the addict is trying to be weaned off the addiction. I need to know that I am still me, and he is still him and that we're not becoming just one big morph. I treasure my independence too much, and the whole idea of being dependent on him is kind of damn freaky,

That and the man-mountain is the one man that can and will break my heart. And that ain't happening.

Simple as that.