Saturday 2nd Jake and I went to see Captain Corelli’s Mandolin at the Trafford Centre cinema this evening. It was a good film, I just don’t like seeing people getting shot/hanged cos it’s pretty realistic and I like to think (even though it’s not true) that things like that don’t happen cos it upsets me.
The worry of who we’ll be sharing a flat thing with at uni came up today. Well, actually it was more me worrying about who Jake’ll be sharing with really. He’s decided he doesn’t want to share with all lads which obviously means girls will be involved. It wouldn’t be as bad if he wasn’t so damn good looking but he is and girls ALWAYS fancy him.
I’m just so scared that one day he’ll find someone who he prefers to me and she likes him too. I trust him but I don’t trust other girls not to try anything on. I don’t like the thought of other girls liking him. I mean, even some of my mates have openly admitted that they either fancy or fancied him at some point.
He doesn’t really have to worry about lads queuing up for me though cos I don’t exactly stand out as much as he does.
Ugh, it’s ages away yet. I’ll worry about it nearer the time!
Sunday 3rd Ugh. Revision overload. Hate biology. Brain gone numb. Never going to get a grade.
I went to the pub with Jake, Connor and Abby tonight for a game of pool. We went to The George in Denny’s village so Denny and Nigel Groves were in there too. I talked to Denny for a bit then nearly fell asleep due to brain numbness.
I asked for a pint of diesel but instead I got a little glass of bright pink stuff with a slice of lemon and ice. Couldn’t be bothered complaining so I drank it. God knows what it was though!