About my previous entry. I didn't actually make it on time to school that day. So much for following through with that to-do-before-I-die list idea. I ended up doing the entire assignment I mentioned on Thursday night. Night as in from 9pm Thursday till 6am Friday morning. I finished it though and pulling an all-nighter didn't even mess me up that bad. I was supposed to go to school on Friday, but instead I went to sleep at 7am after I had taken a nice long hot shower.

I slept till 2pm-ish and then made some minor changes to my assignment before turning it in. I think I should get a pretty good grade. I did develop a bit of a headache. I could've taken an aspirin before catching the train to my parents, but I didn't. I felt like punishing myself a little, because I didn't stick to my own idea.

My weekend was alright. I went to L's birthday party and actually enjoyed myself. Good company and the fact that I felt extremely comfortable and happy in my new jeans and long sleeve t-shirt. I think it's not entirely impossible that I looked rather good.

On the way over I missed the connecting bus to L from the train station, but she had someone pick me up. That conversation was funny. The person picking me up didn't know what I looked like and I didn't know what she looked like so L told me to be on the look out for a Starlet, which apparently is some type of car. Like I know what that car looks like. I know absolutely nothing about cars and I'm quite happy to admit that. "Well," said L, "Just look for a girl with a great smile."

And sure enough she had the most beautiful smile. We chatted a little while she drove us to our destination. We had met before on L's birthday last year, but she said she didn't remember me. "I guess you didn't make an impression," she told me. That's ok, I wouldn't remember me either, I thought to myself.

The party was alright. Just sitting and chatting. I'm beginning to like that sort of thing. I asked L to go shopping with me sometime in the near future, because I hate shopping alone and L is a great shopping buddy. Apparently needing a shopping buddy was pretty amusing to some people and her ex-boyfriend took the opportunity to subtly suggest I could go shopping with his sister (C, the girl that picked me up from the train station) sometime as her parents live in my city and she's over there in the weekends.

She gave me a ride back to the train station. I took a couple of deep breaths and reminded her of what her brother had said and that I thought that maybe it wasn't such a bad idea. I can't remember if she offered to give me her phone number or that I asked for it, but anyway, I have it. It took me three times to get it right programming it into my phone's address book, but in my defense her number is a tricky one. She also told me she did remember me from last year all of the sudden. I doubt it, since I didn't really talk to her at all. Not sure what to make of that, maybe she did remember after all.

First time getting a girl's phone number. Well I'm 24, better late than never I suppose. I was actually going to ask her to go shopping with me this weekend, but then LM mailed me asking if I was busy Saturday. She's always pretty busy as she has a full time job and I did ask her to email me when she had some time so I couldn't really say no. Good thing phone numbers don't have expiration dates, although I probably shouldn't sit on it for to long.

Traveling to the city on Sunday was a little exhausting, because it took longer than usual. Having to take a bus instead of the train. I don't mind public transport most of the time, but last week was hell. The dark depressing thoughts were slowly creeping into my mind on the way to my room and they had an extra thirty minutes to do it.

At least I got get a decent amount of sleep Sunday night and didn't have to get up at 6am, which I would have had to had I still been at my parents. Of course I had to have some seriously weird dreams. Just before I woke some guy was stabbing me to death with a key. Nice, I know.

Ugh. 2.15am already. I should go to sleep. Let's hope my dreams are better tonight.