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Had a really lovely, yet unexpected week. A night spent trying to resolve issues with the ex, turned into getting back together. Once again, my life is so much less stressful. It's nice to finally feel 'right' again, after 3 months of feeling anything my myself.

Haha, it is actually me. Yes.

After about 1:40 seconds, it's amazing. I love the breakdown segment, and the colours look fantastic in HD.

Note to self. Don't watch Jeremy Kyle hungover.

I shall be heading out with a bunch of my favourites, and also a guy I'm rather interested in. It was going to be a purely "single ladies" thing (:p), but I figured what the hell. I refuse to stay in and wallow in self pity, when there's a bottle of wine and a dance floor with my name on it.

If you crash you can make up another excuse as to why? People are being dumb. What if that crash ends up injuring, or killing someone. I doubt the lying would be worth it then. But like you say, if you feel completely and 100% confident that it is in NO way detrimental to your driving, then fine. But the fact you created the thread in the first place, kind of implies you aren't sure. Actually no. The rules are there for a reason. I doubt a gym membership is worth accidentally harming someone else. (This sounds so much harsher than it was meant too.)

I literally can wait no longer. Teasers are a nice way of stealing the thunder from Gaga's just released new single too. I adore how it looks like she's bitch slapping a drag queen version of herself. If only.

The term "selling out" just makes me laugh. He's making money. He makes music. Just because he did an advert for tea shouldn't mean you therefore enjoy his music less. Get a grip.

Left Sheffield yesterday because I just couldn't face being there anymore, and came home. Just got back from the doctors, and they've shoved me on beta-blockers, sleeping pills, and think I have stress induced IBS. Seriously. I'm so angry. Having to explain that it wasn't exams, it wasn't a death in the family, but the cause of the stress has simply been the end of a relationship was so embarrassing.

I'm utterly confused with my dating life at the moment. Been "dating" a guy for about a month now, but as far as I was concerned it was nothing major at all. At one point it was going to be exclusive, but then I specifically said I wasn't ready for labelling it. But now apparently, he seems to have completely forgotten this. I also went on a date last Sunday, which was lovely. But, thinking about it, I didn't really 'feel' anything would be there. Went to a club last night with the guy I've been dating for a month, and met a boat load of his friends. I had them all telling me how "It's so nice to have him finally commit to someone", and I literally had no idea what to say. We then ended up getting hammered, and doing the usual whore-y things on a dance floor. Low and behold, the guy I saw once was there, saw, and proceeded to hate me. I can't figure out if I've done anything wrong. I didn't feel the need to tell the one date guy I was dating anyone else, because it was literally the first time we met. It seemed unimportant. I would have no issue with seeing someone that might be seeing someone else, if they're also just seeing where things go. But apparently everyone else does. Eurgh.

He doesn't seem to realise we have similar friends, considering we basically weren't apart for 11 months. Yet, he gave me this lecture about how I'm "trying to steal" his friends. I literally felt as though I was in Mean Girls, and yet couldn't help but apologise because I'm both far too nice, and still have this horrible feeling for him. I want to be straight. Women are just far easier. Apart from the Vagina's. I just don't get them.

Had the loveliest date. Spent 4 hours literally just talking over lovely wine. It was genuinely lovely, with zero awkwardness. Yay.

I'm so angry. I can literally feel anger coursing through my veins. . Why did I think it was possible to be good friends after a break-up? I can't decide whether to just start crying, or start screaming.

I'm giving In The Zone a re-listen, and am falling in love with her all over again. "Touch of My Hand" and "Breathe On Me" just ooze sex appeal, without any of it seeming forced. Audio Plus, Brave New Girl is heaven to my ears. I understand the hatred against her, because she's just seen as this puppet. But the quality of some of the music just cannot be denied, no matter who had a hand in it. Even so, she brings that something to the song no one else could. Blatantly one of the defining pop voices of the past 10 years. I'm just praying this new album isn't going to be a lesser imitation of the brilliant Blackout. Heaven On Earth is is still my personal favourite of hers. The production is just mind-blowing on a set of decent headphones.

They're terrifying! Anyone that says otherwise is lying. However, we're going to a bar with cheap cocktails. I feel this will ease the awkwardness present. Nothing Juicy. Razz and I dated for a little bit. Literally nothing else to add to the story.

On the verge of a cure for AIDS? Really, really not. There's tests at the moment, but absolutely nothing concrete at all. Also, that's kind of a stupid argument. A huge proportion of people carrying the disease have no idea they have it, and therefore pass it on without realising. It's hardly like people are going to voluntarily have sex with an individual carrying HIV.

Thanks I re-arranged it for tomorrow night. I wasn't feeling particularly up to anything at the time. I'm actually terrified. I've never done a proper "date" thing, as in going out to a quiet little bar and having a drink. He seems lovely though, so I can hope it won't be horrifyingly awkward. Then again, nothing can beat the awkwardness that was the dating of a fellow N-Europe member. :p

This actually made me rather sad. If everyone had the same viewpoint as yourself, I can't imagine the world we would live in. Plus, your "only caring because she's a lesbian" point is invalid. The reason for caring doesn't matter. The fact he actually cares, does.

Had my first Chat-Roulette experience. Then the next day, attempted to go out as characters from Where's Wally. I was Woof. I ended up just looking like a Gimp/Lesbian, wearing a leash.

Finally be fluent in German, and eventually re-locate to Berlin. Only in a perfect world.

Blackout is an utterly brilliant album. Pitchfork analysed it perfectly.

Managed to arrange a date with a lovely guy for tomorrow night. I am both excited, and horrendously nervous. I've not been on a proper date since this time last year. Hold me.

Stepping out of bed and managing to impale my foot on a pin. It took me 10 minutes to gain the courage to quickly pull it out.

Absolutely blown away by this. I experienced such a range of emotions throughout the film. I found myself laughing in places, feeling an utter sense of creepiness in others, and yet the film managed to transition between emoting these, and others, perfectly. I also appreciated the fact a gay sex scene didn't feel thrown into a film, purely for the shock factor. It was necessary, and in doing so seemed completely ordinary. Plus, my god. The scene was utterly creepy, and yet as a gay man...I found myself feeling...almost turned on. It was done so well.

This made me giggle lots. Also giggle. Why am I adamant on sounding like a ten year old girl? I am so excited. A mornings worth of self-esteem boosting. What more could you want?