Life is such a non-event right now. All it consists of is sitting around doing nothing. Getting screwed over by people and screwing other people over in return. Pickle, one of my brother's and Scott's & Sick guy's mates has taken an interest in me it would seem. I had thought about getting with him on V-day but then I got too drunk & he got punched in the nose. Anyway, he was still down at those guys' house when I went down on the Sunday night. We got a bit stoned and watched 'Dead Man's Shoes' which is a good film, brutal & sad. I left about 2am. The next day I came back up to Newcastle & got a text from Pickle [don't know where he got my number from] saying 'I was half asleep last night when you left so I thought I'd text you and say goodbye properly'. Who texts that unless they are interested. Anyway we had a bit of textual banter, he called me a naughty kitten and said he 'definitley would', I said I would too aha! Nothing wrong with casual fun...until you find out that said boy has a girlfriend. FUCK! I passed my first exam. It wasn't an amazing pass, but then again I didn't revise or even READ the texts so I'm happy.