Well, I did my coursework in true 'me' style-ee. That is, started it the day before the deadline, and did both write-ups when i got to college 2 hours before I handed it in. Classy, Lucy, classy. :-D But, more importantly, I kissed Joe today. Yes I did. And I liked it. Muchly so. :-) And then he got attacked by scallys on his way home. Heh heh. So, anyway, he apparently liked me since the start of college and I'm a fool 'cause I didn't notice. But we've decided not to tell anyone at college about the seeing-idge 'cause of gossipers and shit stirrers and all that. Of which there happens to be an abundance at the Leeds College of Music. But it's going to be hard not to blab to Clara as soon as I speak to her, I had a tough enough job not blurting out that I found out he liked me on Monday when we were sat in the bar and I was drawing bar rests for her on her coursework (which, by the way, had to be in before the hatch closed at 4:30, and this was 4:15. I think I've actually found someone who's worse at coursework than I am...). So yeah, funski. I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! I kissed Joe! Oh yeah.