So I re-read a couple of the lasts entries I wrote and I was pretty grossed out by myself. I wanted to delete them but I thought fuck it, no regrets. If that's what I was feeling at the time or w/ever then I'll leave it. I did get a bit silly again for a while, I almost lost my grip. But I'm still clinging on. I refuse to self-destruct this year. Uni is really good, I'm so happy with my flat and my flatmates. I've made loads of new friends, Sam particularly, she is mint! And gotten closer to old mates aka Paddy. Been out loads, seen some awesome DJs. Met a boy called Dan at my friend Polly's house party a couple weeks ago. We left the party to go to a dubstep night even though we'd just met and as we were walking along he said "tell me about yourself...only the bad things" I started to tell him some stuff and he said "wait...hold it. Would you do something for me?" And so on the following friday I met him at the studio at uni and he set up the background and the lights and took photos of me as I told him all the bad stuff. It was pretty intense, but it was good. Anyways I have lectures tomorrow so it's bedtime x