Proof that the sun doesn't shine from my arse.

I don't think it ever did. Don't get any ideas.

Just got back from Liverpool. Well, not just.. but just spent a good 2 hours chatting with Ronald who came to visit my stinky little room, about everything thats going on, went on, and happened.

Many things have happened since being FOBed into England, and I guess the saddest thing just happened to me.. I might/may/well actually/perhaps lost something thats means alot to me. Oh well, shit happens.. I dunno how to deal with it (yet) but i think i'll be ok at the end of everything. Lighter, but ok. Hurt enough to die, but just enough grace to survive. Oh how can i explain this feeling to u.

Which reminds me that I lost my silver ring. dammit.

Which reminds me that I SHOULDN'T get drunk and throw my stuff around in my room, and lose things. dammit.

Went out last night with Will and John. Got abit tipsy. Got groped by a guy. Did silly stuff.. Yep.

Devon fieldtrip was goood. Other then little bits and pieces that i din feel so happy in.. will load the pictures when i have the energy.