For a while at least.

Helen you inspired me, I have to admit. I was having fun reading your journals and then I stumbled across my own and realised I hadn't updated in a long, long time. When did I get so serious?! My year eleven self sounds distinctly dickish, it's true, but wow...
Recently I don't think I've been doing a lot. I haven't been revising as much as I should've, or going out as much as I might normally so what I've been doing to fill the hours remains a mystery. Quite possibly I have just been watching Gossip Girl. Ordinarily, I try not to watch much t.v. as I tend to get engrossed in one particular series and do nothing but watch it. I can't bring myself to regret beginning this particular phase however, as it is such an incredibly amazing program. It allows me to indulge my love of fashion and admiration of fine male figures - in this case, Ed Westwick. Mmmmm.

Which reminds me. I am still going out with you-know-who, I don't know if I should name him for modesty's sake. Should I? Luke, if you're mad, I'm sorry. Yes, I'm going out with Luke, so that's something .

Helen and I went on a night out in Grimsby the other night which was fun. I hope we do not drift apart again as all is going quite well now I think. We were coerced into dancing with a pair of elderly Italians which was awfulawfulawful. Blegh. Helen's was the funniest because he was built like a small mountain and dressed head to toe in black, so struck quite an intimidating figure. If I remember correctly he was bald and also slightly resembled a pirate. Of course, It is quite likely that I don't remember correctly as I had had rather a lot to drink.

Working at Morrisons is slowly but surely repelling me from the idea of ever working again. I am not a natural 'eople person' it seems - or at least, I'm not if I'm in a bad mood. If I've had a good day, my customer services skills are wonderful. Customers like me, I can tell. However, If I feel remotely grumpy I suddenly become the least friendly cashier in the store. I envy those people who are good at concealing their moods. Seriously, it is a skill.

A Levels must be discussed I suppose. I think I need to get two D's in History to get an A overall, two C's and a B in politics and a B In English. It's not totally unachievable but at the same time, incredibly scary. If I'm honest, I wouldn't be at all upset to get AAB and go to Nottingham because I <3'd it there.

Anyway. This is quite enough now.