It has been a while since I have written a journal. Well a proper journal really. I have been writing really short journals anytime I post on here lately. It's as if I am just leaving a note to myself so I will remember stuff if I look back on here, because I haven't seemed to have time for stopping and thinking about anything lately.

I kissed a girl and I liked it but it wasn't the girl I like! It was a mixed emotion and alcohol fueled. The girl I like was asking why I didn't call the girl I kissed. I was like eh I didn't really want to. My reply was quite sharp to her...it was unintentional. I just really want her. I already spent two nights sharing a bed with her, the girl I like that is. It was great but also that so near but so far feeling. She cuddled into me...I should have tried to make something happen...but instead I didn't. She smells really nice.

I had a funny moment this morning as I waited on my bus to work. I was standing at the bus stop when a bus pulled in to let people off. I sort of half glanced at the top deck of the bus, and this emo boy caught my attention and made me look twice. I think it was his hair. But he caught me looking and sort of half waved, which made me start laughing, which in turn made him laugh. The bus then pulled off and he was gone. We had little connection for a moment. It sort of put me in a good mood though, it was like this strange funny little random exchange of niceness.

I am not too sure if I hate my college course because I basically just hate all the subjects I do, or if I hate it because I have fallen behind and I struggle at it anyways. My mother assures me that I only hate it now because I am in third year and it is bound to be tougher. But I just don't know anymore. I feel panicy when I just think about doing the work. Like I cannot breath and my heart races. I just don't know what to do about it anymore.

I want a girlfriend. I am a lonely bitch. Will it ever happen? I like a girl, but she confuses me.

The end.

I think I just offended someone I have a crush on, purely because i was over compensating for the fact that I am embarassed for her to know I have a crush on her. I then made up a little bit for the offense caused so now I'm pretty sure she probably just thinks im a weirdo.
I hate that I like her, but damn I like her so much. On the plus side at least she is actually a lesbian so at some point i may get her.......

I'm having the gayest week of my life and it's awesome =]

Ta suil agam go bhfuil tu go maith =]

I always seem to need a second chance at everything. It's like I semi-subconcsiously(sp?) decide I'll fail on the first try anyway and then need a second chance, and then kick myself for being a dope. I need to fix this.

Note to self, that girl that I liked is very much an absolute arsehole. I don't know what I was thinking.

Ah well, time to go get drunk.Laterz you guys.

I really like this band. Give them a listen see what you guys think. They have a big dyke following in ireland...and canada apparently.

I have been listening to love songs for about three hours now on youtube. I have also been looking at that girl I likes' bebo page. It kind of struck me as funny, it's the classic lonely bitch thing to sit and do but it was completely unintentional. I found it funny and thought I would share.

My life is in trouble!! College is a BIG problem for me right now. I am passing all my subjects except for the one I need to pass this year. I am going to be lucky if I scrape a pass. It is a project I have been doing all year, but I have had a lot of trouble with the lecturer as has another boy in my class. Bad luck I guess. But I just don't know what to do now.
I guess I have these options:

Continue on with this project and hope to god I can scrape a pass. Despite the fact I cannot sleep because of it and when I do I usually wake up gasping for air in a panic.

Just a quick journal before I run off to work!! To update from my previous journal entry, I did indeed come-out to that friend I intended to. It went great. I said I'm gay, she hugged me and was so happy I told her and was basically anything I could have wanted a friend to be about it. It was kind of crazy because she was one person I was genuinly really concenred about how she would take it. I spent so much time in the past being down because I was so worried about telling her. She honestly had no idea before I told her, and she is totally cool about it now she knows.

I'm meeting one of my good friends tomorrow night. I have decided to come-out to her. I'm not sure this really warrents a journal entry, but meh my tv is broken so I will continue. I have decided to tell her because it has become too difficult to hide it. The more I have come-out to other people and generally started to live my life a little more as myself, it is getting harder to slip back into pretending I am straight with my friends that don't know. I hope she will be ok with it, but if she isn't as we all know fuck it she wasn't a friend anyways.

Ok laterz Oasis.Wish me luck now...