Do You Remember

I sometimes use a program which allows me to watch shows on mtv.com (they're not supposed to be available in the UK), and I've been watching My Life As Liz. It's just my sort of show, witty humour, full of sarcasm, and a quirky main character.
It got me thinking about my high school experience,I don't have to remember that far back, i only left 3 years ago, but i think I've changed so much since then.
I had a good group of close friends, but kind of flitted between different groups. There were 5 or 6 of us that would hang around a lot in and out of school, then there was one guy who I'd known since we were 7, and I'd see him mostly out of school because I wasn't really friends with his group in school. Then there was another girl who i was good friends with who i still see all the time and I'd now consider her one of my best friends.
However i don't think i was ever fully myself in school, i let other people affect how i would act. There were a lot of dicks in my school and i just kind of adopted the attitude of 'i don't give a shit about most of the people here so I'm not really going to put in any effort into even acknowledging them.'
I remember one guy chatting to me once in year 11 (16 years old), he was part of the 'popular' group, when actually noone really liked them, most of them talked about eachother behind their backs, yet they still thought they were the shit.
For some reason he said to me 'you don't really like me do you?'
Now one thing i can say hasn't changed about me is that i've always been pretty point blank, i don't bullshit to people to their face, if i don't really like them they know it.
'No, not particularly'
'Why? I don't get it?' i don't know why he was surprised, i thought it was pretty obvious we were in completely different circles.
'I just don't'

I'm actually quite good friends with his younger brother now, we're usually at the same clubs when i go back home during the holidays.
Anyways, since starting uni i've only really stayed in proper contact with 3 people from high school. The one girl who i'm really close to, the guy i've known for years, and one girl from my original group.
When i do go home i avoid going out to clubs in my town because i know people from my old school will be there, and i have no desire to have to have some weird hello and pretend we ever even talked to eachother in school.
I'm sounding like a huge dick in this, i probably am haha

I've made a great group of friends at uni, the kind of friends you know you'll have for life, so i see no point in pretending to be friendly to people when you both know you never really liked eachother.

Back to Liz, i don't think anyone in high school is actually like her, i thought this when i watched Juno. No 16 year old is that sure of themselves, i wish i was. But it's a great program, looking forward to the rest of the series.

Last Night

It's 4pm, I'm in bed.
Last night was messy, my i took my sister and her friend to a gay club. A mate from work met us out with his housemates who i know, so there was quite a few of us in the group.
I saw a guy I'd met about 6 months ago. His name's Parker. I met him when i was at a gig back where i used to live, i was with one of my friends and we went out after the gig and met him in a bar. We ended up going back to the apartment he had for the night with his friend, just drinking a bit in there then headed home.
Afterwards he added me on facebook and he started at my university last September. He's 24 i think, spent a few years working for his dad's company then started uni.
I've seen him out a few times this year but only said quick hellos. He's pretty good looking, a little taller than me, always has some nice stubble.
So I saw him last night and we spent the rest of the night together in the club, just dancing.
I lost him towards the end of the night and left the club with my sister when it closed at about 4am. When i was at home i text him saying 'it was good to see you tonight', then he rang me. He said he and his mate were drinking back at his place which was about 5 minutes walk away. So i got my jacket and walked over. We were just drinking, smoking, taking some some poppers, and at about 7 his mate left.

I asked him if he wanted me to go so he could sleep, yeah, i knew he wanted me to stay but i didn't want to be so obvious. He said i could stay at his so we went up to his room.
As soon as we got undressed to our boxers we started kissing and went over to the bed. We spent a good 10 minutes eating face and then i started moving down his chest. I pulled his boxers over his dick and took it in my hand.
Then he stopped me....
'No, i'm way too drunk, let's get some sleep first.'
I wasn't really bothered, i was wasted too, but we could've messed around a little, whatever.
So we just went to sleep with our arms and legs around eachother. It felt great sleeping next to someone, having a hot guy's body right next to me. I told you i was horny haha, it had been way too long.
I woke up at 2.30pm, and lay in bed a bit longer, he was next to me and said 'morning mate'. I knew we weren't going to do anything, i had a banging headache and dry mouth, it wouldn't have been nice lol
He told me he'd had a shower at like 8, so maybe he was hoping for something.
We chatted a bit, and i went to find my phone and had like 3 missed calls and 10 texts.
Oh, one of the texts was from Kirk, he was out last night as well, he was just telling me he's got me the lecture notes from the lecture i'd missed at 2.
My sister had text me saying her and her mate had left to go back home.
I got dressed and gathered up my stuff, when i was leaving I told Parker we should go out more, we hugged and i left.
A few minutes later he text me,
'Deffo sort a drink soon dude if ya like.'
We'll see what happens.

Fuck Love, Love Fuck

Happy Valentines Day.....
Even if i was with someone i still don't see the point in this holiday. My sister and her friend are staying with me for a few days and we went for a meal with all my housemates. 10 singletons (my sister's boyfriend is away skiing) in a restaurant full of tables for 2. We had a lot of fun.
I was going to take my sister out tonight but i'm so tired after last night so maybe i will tomorrow.
I went to a house party last night, drank way too much, had a bit of weed and a couple of balloons of laughing gas. Had to go home at 2 so i could get up for work today.
Hopefully i'll be up for going out tomorrow, I want to take my sister and her friend to a great club here. They're only 16 but they've borrowed some I.Ds so they should get in fine haha

I've got a meeting with my tutor at uni tomorrow, got my exam results on friday and it wasn't good. I hope i still have a chance to pass this year, i can't handle being in Uni for another year. I need to move on.

On a side note: I need to hook up soon, it's been too long and i'm gagging for it lmao

Thank Fuck It's Friday

Thank Fuck It's Friday

I had a busy day yesterday, lots of little things to do.
I've got a full day at Uni today, then it's straight home to get ready to drive with all my housemates to Manchester (about 45 minutes away) to go out for one of their birthdays. We're all staying in one of our friends' houses so that should be fun.
We're going to this little indie club, and you know how i like Indie boys!
I'll let you know about it tomorrow, i know it's going to be messy.

Other than that; thank fuck it's Friday!

Like You'll Never See Me Again

I went to one of my new classes today. I'm in my third year but this class is a second year class, but because of the course i do i take it this year. I was sat down and saw Kirk come in. He was in the same year as me but failed his second year and is repeating it.
Just over a year ago, I was out in a club and saw Kirk. He's about 6ft, blonde hair, runs a lot and has the body to prove it. I didn't know if he was straight or gay but a girl i know told me she had made out with him once when they were both drunk.
So i saw him and he came and joined me and my friends, dancing, drinking, whatever.
After awhile i went to the bar to get a drink and he came with me, handed me some cash asked me to get his as well. I was stood at the front of the bar and he was stood behind me. I felt him put his hand on my waist. Now this wasn't all that weird, people can be touchy feely, and the club was pretty crowded so he was probably being pushed against me. But then he started slowly rubbing my waist, so i put my hand over his to see if he was meaning to do this. He carried on.
I got our drinks and went back to my friends with him. A short time after he put his face to the side of mine and said 'I want to go home with you tonight'.
Hells yeah! As far as i can remember it'd been at least 5 months since i'd hooked up with someone so I replied 'For sure, whatever you want man'
We got back to my house later in the night and went straight to my room. Now we were both pretty drunk, it was all kissing and hands, nothing too heavy. We went to sleep after a nice session messing around.

I'm pretty good with awkwared situations, I tend not to let things bother me, so morning afters aren't too wierd for me. We just got dressed, i made some breakfast and he left.
Then i realised i'd have to see him pretty much every day in Uni. Great.

Fortunately he seemed to not be bothered about it. We'd still just have friendly conversations and see eachother out and nothing would happen. We both knew it was a 1 night thing.
A few weeks later i was in my house alone over Easter and had just finished work. I got a text from him asking if i was going out tonight. I said i hadn't planned on it but kinda wanted to. So we decided to have some drinks at mine and go out.
When we got out we were dancing and drinking in this gay club and he started chatting to this guy and making out. I did my own thing, danced with random people and ended up speaking to this other guy. Turns out the guys we were speaking to lived together. We both ended up going back to their place and were fucking in adjacent rooms haha.
The guy i was with was at least 30 ( i saw something in his room and asked what it was, he said he'd got it as a 30th birthday present), i've still never found out his exact age but i'd have never guessed he was even 25. His body was amazing.

What's the moral of this story?
Oh, if you can help it, Don't fuck where you sleep/work/study. You may regret it.
I don't particularly regret what happened with Kirk, but i kinda wish it'd never happened, if you know what i mean.
Shortly after, Kirk came out as bi.

I'm listening to: Lauryn Hill-Everything is Everything

Bullseye!