Oh, if only I could Simon. If only I could. [Stop drooling Eileen.] BUT SERIOUSLY. All this sexual innuendo [in your endo... eh heh hehhhh] is really beginning to get to me. I mean, it's funny! BUT TO A POINT. I mean, screaming out when I'm on the phone to the pastry suppliers really doesn't help things. Who am I kidding. I find Simon hilarious. He's like an annoying older brother... but not, because at the same time I want to [can I say fuck??] him long and hard. Um, that's kind of conflicting?! Nope let's just play the friend card because then nothing will get me into trouble. He's my nerdy friend Simon who is probably going to marry his girlfriend within the next five years and then they'll float off into oblivion and I'll live happily ever after... away from them. Hoorah, I think I've found my life plan. Ramez was telling him about Chai-guy, and Simon went kind of quiet. "Oh, so she's in love with him then." NO I'M NOT I LIKE HIS CHAI THAT'S IT GOSHHH BITCH SLAP RAMEZ MUCH? ARGH. I air slapped him but he didn't seem to get the point, however it may have been my fault for bringing up non-Plain Jane who Ramez "DOESN'T have a thing for!" mmm. I called Nicole. We're going to the Heide Museum tomorrow, shall be fun no doubt. It's going to be a ridiulously hot day though, I suspect, so hopefully she doesn't bail on me; I could be doing many more things, like gymming, or seeing Little Red with Sarah, or... cleaning my room. Plus it means we get to take the train with Simon to Clifton Hill... I just got off the phone with Megan. All our friends are so slutty. *sigh* [And Marie-Claire was worried because her first kiss was with a random at a club whose name did cannot recall, because she thought it made her a slut. oh, if only she knew.]