In order to minimise distractions during this hectic time in my life, I am taking a break from writing about sex. Partially because I am not having any at the moment and writing about it just makes me depressed. But mostly because I am terrified of failing my exams. The 'Oxbridge' part of my life is more important than the 'sex' part of my life.
But to give you a short synopsis of what has been happening as of late:
Dill - we are on speaking terms again and have gone back to being friends, but on a lesser scale. As in, we don't text each other ten times a day any more, but are fine to hang out together in the company of the rest of our friends.
The rest of the Tube Stops - half of them I rarely see because, like me, they are revising like mad, and the other half I have sporadic outings with to the cinema or to dinner in town.
New Boy - I suppose he warrants a dog-esque name at this point. He is another one of the minor reasons I have no time to write this blog lately, being that I spend at least an hour, usually more, procrastinating with him every day. Mostly over tea or snooker. I think Greyhound is a decent name for him. Grey for short.
Those are pretty much the main male figures in my life at the moment. I have plenty to write about, just no time!
I'll be back to let you know about post-exam escapades, which are mega. This town turns into the Lashional Front come June, so sit tight and I promise to tell you all about it ... as long as I survive the next three weeks :-/
But to give you a short synopsis of what has been happening as of late:
Dill - we are on speaking terms again and have gone back to being friends, but on a lesser scale. As in, we don't text each other ten times a day any more, but are fine to hang out together in the company of the rest of our friends.
The rest of the Tube Stops - half of them I rarely see because, like me, they are revising like mad, and the other half I have sporadic outings with to the cinema or to dinner in town.
New Boy - I suppose he warrants a dog-esque name at this point. He is another one of the minor reasons I have no time to write this blog lately, being that I spend at least an hour, usually more, procrastinating with him every day. Mostly over tea or snooker. I think Greyhound is a decent name for him. Grey for short.
Those are pretty much the main male figures in my life at the moment. I have plenty to write about, just no time!
I'll be back to let you know about post-exam escapades, which are mega. This town turns into the Lashional Front come June, so sit tight and I promise to tell you all about it ... as long as I survive the next three weeks :-/
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