8.00 am

We got in at 8.00 am this morning. It was quite funny.

I was in the library trying to study but i could hear the chanting of the Gaza rally very near which was incredibly distracting as, rather obviously, i'd rather have been there than in the library trying to learn something which i don't REALLY give a shit about. Well, i do in the sense that it is for my future career but to be quite brutally honest, the parietal and visceral membranes enveloping the lungs and the consequences of their puncture in a tension pneumothorax, although clinically stimulating a very relevant, were not at the top of my list. Hg was texting me, trying to persuade me to come out..the noise of the rally..it all got too much. I realised how much more fun i'd have if i wasn't in the library, so i buggered off.

I floated around the edges of the rally, which was in support of students locked in the [very posh] university building in an attempt to bring light to the situation in Gaza and prevent the university funding weapons research [or something, i'm not quite sure] for a little and then saw a friend there. It was good, there was a real sense of solidarity and purpose. We got chatting to a few people, some of whom were incredibly interesting and i took some pictures of the rally and the buildings. It was a good thing to do, to be a very minute part of, i just wish i had the dedication required to go the full stretch..i most definitely don't. I went home at about 9 to eat some dinner and go out with Hg. That is not dedication, that is pathetic.

We went to a club, where the Love of My Life was. TLOML is, of course, not TLOML, but she's near enough. I actually spoke to her this time, she was dancing right next to me and i was like; "you're arse keeps banging my hip, please stop." That was the shittest thing ever. She dissapeared from sight after that. TLOML knows this guy that i met. He is the same guy i got Happy with before. Hg and i went to his flat after the club, to get more Happy and as it was already 4am i knew full well we wouldn't be going home for a good while, i'd almost accepted that i would be sacrificing lectures to stay up very late but i hadn't anticipated how much fun we'd actually have.

Oh, i forgot, i deliberately only took £12 out with me and so i inevitably only spent £12. It was fucking brilliant, i was thoroughly fucked less than the price of a 3 course meal. When it came to getting the taxi Hg's friend, Hobit, gave her £5 [i wouldn't take it] and we got in a cab and he took us all the way home for just the small green note. It was very nice of him.

Anyway, this guy, who is i thought was alright [i even thought i may fancy him a little] was a prick the whole night. Just being petty and insulting, in the way a 14 year old is and he was constantly making me get up and get him water as he was too fucking Happy to do it himself. He even made me roll, 3 times. We kissed, it was quite nice. He kept putting his face really close to mine, and i kept giggling as i thought it was funny. He said stop laughing, so i tried really hard not to laugh and was then made aware of how close his face actually was to mine. We hovered there for a few moments and then we kissed. Immediately afterwards, in the moment where you pull away and open your eyes, he said 'that was nice.' That one comment was probably the nicest thing he said the whole night.

Then i think i saw him nearly do the same thing with Hg. Whilst i was in the room, which took the piss a little bit. That was when i half heartedly slapped him [i don't know what gave me the urge, too much eastenders perhaps] and said i was leaving. He likes Hg, he may like me, i text him Hg's number as there was an awkward moment whilst leaving, stood in the doorway, where i said 'well why don't you just kiss both of us at the same time then?' after he asked for Hg's number and if he introduced me to TLOMY then its all good. Just as long as he doesn't tell her about that kiss.

Today i met this girl. We went with a couple of her friends for a few drinks. She is a hell of a lot nicer than i could have ever imagined. I actually fancy her a little bit. It would be quite nice to kiss her lots. And lots. Just to see what its like, obviously. Not because i like her. The two are not mutally intertwined, never ever ever would they be intertwined in a qua

Hg's dad has cancer. She looked so sad earlier this evening, on the brink of tears sad, i felt awful.