Writing about actual feelings is pretty hard, even talking about them when everything is so raw can probably be a foolish endeavour when things inevitably go to shit but if I can write about girls I get with, drunken antics, aspirations, disatisfaction and stuff then I really should document my emotional well being.
There's a girl and we really get on, similiar style, good taste in music and besides her not liking cooked pepper I'd say our taste buds seem to be well aligned too. She came back this weekend, after meeting the weekend before and we had a wicked time or at least I did, fairly sure she did too. Today I've been around town and just buzzing on my own, loving life- it's an odd emotion and pretty scary. We'll have to see how this pans out but I'm off to Oxford next Tuesday that's for sure. After Amsterdam of course.
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