I guess I'm suffering from the aftermath of sitDiary withdrawl symptoms. I've been away from here from so long that now I've written three entries in two days. It feels weird to be on the computer and not listening to any music, but my grandad told me to turn it off because he's trying to work. I guess that the typing is actually more annoying than the music in many ways but he can't get me off my lovely Internet. I haven't talked to Stuart in ages, but I talked to him on the bus tonight, and it was actually okay. I mean, I don't like him like that or anything, but we just laughed and joked around. Generally talking about whether it was better to be a guy or a girl (we said guy) and sex in general. I don't think I would've talked to him like that last year. In fact I'm almost certain I wouldn't have talked to him about that last year. Maybe I've changed. I really hope I have. I can't believe we'll be in year 10 next year.