I am exhausted and should be asleep. Final year projects are very bad for one's mental health, it must be noted. Especially those related to IT it would seem. I thought I was just a crazy person, handling the stress badly, but I spoke to some boys in my class and they too were on the edge of their sanity. So I felt reassured. Another couple of months and I should have a degree.
In other news, where was I with my epic break-up saga?! Well I kissed someone else last week on a night out. Apparently that is the international recognised symbol for being over my ex. It will probably sound really petty, but I was happy that I was the first one to kiss someone since we split. I am not sure why, but it sort of felt like I had to. I honestly cannot articulate why I felt like that.
I am still swaying between still having feelings for her, and moving on. I think I'm slowly getting there.
Crap gots to run dont have time to finish this. Later