Summer is kind of lame. Or at least I'm not enjoying it very much.
We're supposed to be having 'fun' in the sun, but it's just too hot
and bright out.
Uni's out at the moment, which is supposed to be good. But it
actually leaves me with not much to do. I guess it's good that I'm
looking forward to it. I don't know if that's true, actually. I'm
wanting to go back, but I don't know if I'm actually 'looking
forward to it'.
Charlotte seems to think she's trying to get me a boyfriend. But I
don't want to, yet. I'm not sure what she wants to get out of that.
The pleasure of having hooked me up, maybe.
Ugh.
