Ok so although I have my idealistic tendencies I am on the whole a realist and therefore I do not in reality expect to meet a man as charismatic as say Mr Rochester from 'Jane Eyre', or as kind and brave as Harry Potter or as universally lovely as Mr Darcy but when I do come across a boy who is nice, clever, funny and not completely lacking in looks one can only hope by some miracle that he likes you back, right?

Wrong for even if I was some gorgeous willowy Blond with a great personality and fine intellect, he wouldn't fancy me, the he in question likes boys too. Now I don't have anything against homosexuality it is I suppose natures way of birth control but why do all the good men have to either be a.) fictional, b.) unobtainable or c.) gay? It's just not fair.  LOL.

P.S. Hope you had a nice Christmas/New Year prettyparadox(plus any others), sorry I haven't posted for a while.  

Not really sure about what to write which is not a good sign for an aspiring novelist/screen writer but I’m in the mood to moan about stuff so I am sure that well entertain the minute amount of people who will visit my journal. Ok so firstly I have spent about a week working twenty fours seven (save only when I slept restlessly and feasted on bread and water- new diet I’m on) on an essay (I wont bore you even further by telling you what it is on reader), trying my hardest to create a masterpiece that would not have disappointed Mary Wollstonecraft, only to discover that the deadline has been moved to next week! The reason for this has not been stated yet but quite evidently I'm pissed off. 

In other news, having partaken in the stereotypical behaviour of a student in getting completely hammered a week or so ago, resulting in me believing I had done something incredibly humiliating which I can't fully remember! I have just read back what I have written and I want to assure my readers (if I have any) that I'm not a drunk. When I went out the other day it was for the first time in ages and it was the first time I have got fully drunk and I'm 20, honest. Better go now but I’m sure I will be back soon eager to detail exciting things, or failing that  I am sure I can rant on about stuff again, anyway so long and thanks for all the fish, x. 

 

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