Effort.

I should probably shave or something, and wash my hair. I'm beginning to look like a dishevelled artist, or even worse, a hipster. I also need to buy a blazer and a winter coat, perhaps a pea-coat. Again, effort.

First essay finished, just need to go into College on my week off to print it and hand it in, cover sheet was.. interesting, shall we say.

Watched SF10 last night, my similarity to Brian is apparent. Oh and it's.. scary.

Somewhat confused about the whole other thing, whether to say anything or not, or whether my thoughts are even known. It's all so arsing complicated. Still, I really doubt.. but maybe? Why do males always have to be assertive. It's bloody crippling for a shy kid.

I think I'm in love with my coffee machine, it's so.. wonderful. The age of it too, it looks like a 1930's percolator, even if it is from the 60's.

Travelling. I want to travel, to escape. Escape is good, right?