Cry.Sleep & starve some more. I handed in my poetry portfolio today, it's 100% of my years grade for the module. I'm not that pleased with what I submitted, but it's too late to change anything now. My short story is coming along nicely though. I like the feeling I get when I write it, it's like a release of all the badness that I could be. Had an appalling date on Tuesday with a guy called Stu. He is 3rd year American lit studies. We had loads in common but he was a total prick who didn't understand the word NO! And then after I'd threatened to bust his nose he broke down, saying "I do this all the time, I'm such a prick. I've ruined something that could be great" so I felt bad and hugged him, he started kissing my neck and saying "just come back with me come on" so I left. I text Tom to say "this is a bit lame but I miss you a bit Fidget" he text back saying..."I miss you, in a friendly way" And the icing on the cake...Adam.S has been ignoring my texts despite saying he thought I was amazing, and then I found out he'd got a girlfriend. Blah Blah!