I have been offered the chance to go on the pill to help my zits by the doctor. It has confused me and I’d not really thought about anythign so important. I’m not, I’ve got a lotion, but it has made me think about going on the pill and what it would mean and everything. It’s a major step realy – like acknowledging you’re going to have sex. It’s weird, and everything feels like it’s really creeping up on me. I don’t know!
Well, I guess Steven’s managed to get the message across. He didn’t phone me last night, or go down to the university at lunch, and I gave 3 people my number to give to him but he didn’t phone. I just don’t know what to think. You’d think he’d at least have the dignity to phone/write to me to say I don’t want to see you instead of just avoiding me.
No one male ever likes me enough and now someone does he goes off me in less than a week. I always let myself get too involved emotionally in my dreams and they know nothing about this and I just end up making a complete fool of myself. Why is it always me!