Monday 17th December.

Damn it, another argument with my mom, left me in tears, and i fucking hate to cry, its gives me bad migraines and leaves me feeling shite. There is no way I'm in the mood to think about sex at this time, i mean I'm still getting over the emotional blow that i finished with my boyfriend this time last week. It made me quite upset, i cried at school and made myself look like a complete and utter tit in front of everyone in geography, i mean LP (My ex) didn't seem to great either. I mean hes nothing special, to be honest hes quite ugly for me. Ha ha! Fuck, Fuckety Fuckk! Its like a week until Christmas and i haven't got my friends or family any presents just stupid little poxy cards. The truth is, i don't really have any money on me at the moment. I'll give it until next week, and ill try and scavenge a couple of quid of my mom, things might have got better by then hopefully. To be honest one good thing has come out of me finishing the relationship between me and LP. I mean i don't have to buy him a present now do i. Ha ha! That's quite mean but to be fair i don't really care. I went for a jog this morning, its weird really, if you go jogging keep your eyes peeled for some fit boys and men. Iv got to say i recognised loads of fit people i would of never have noticed if i wasn't really scanning the place, like i was. The good old iPod plugged into my ears, Listening to Amy Winehouse - Valerie, was really getting into it to, when this drop dead gorgeous guy approached me and asked for my number, i mean i bleeding jumped at the chance, he kind of scared me the way he approached i didn't really see it coming, but i gave it him, hes smile just turned my legs to jelly, Am i attractive i thought, I must be if like fit men are attracted to me. Hmm. Could it just be luck?