WHY?
I cannot believe
I'm nearly having to take exams. Next week is my first one- shitting myself...(and by next week, that terminology will no longer be figurative). Why this country continues to scare its young inhabitants to death with shitty exams, i have no idea.
I feel for you all.
Ive decided- if I
don't have any hope in hell of getting a boyfriend in...hmm...say 3 years, then i will become a call girl. Its decided. Full on...decision made.
I'm convinced Ill make a good call girl- friends come to me for sex advice (a friend, Wight, came to me yesterday and demanded I helped her with phone sex conversations with her 21-yr-old
boyf. Have to say...I was slightly honoured), I dedicate practically all my spare time to thinking about sex...writing sex books, reading sex books and watching pornography.
Oooh- new idea just occurred. Erotic photographer? get to look at naked people all day.. AND get to be creative?
hmm...might just try and make it as an erotic author instead. Mills & Boon would be delighted to have me :) (so a good friend told me on Sunday night)
In the mean time I will continue with my degree and plan
wtf I'm going to do with my life. Travelling sounds good- but my one problem on
THAT behalf is....
money. I am hoping to solve this problem this summer by applying to local Horse event back home and some part-time as a
waitress. It
wouldn't be much, but it would be something to put towards my travelling/ language learning courses/ uni degree.
If not...then as I said- i could just become a call girl. End of.
Idolising people
atm.
I'm longing for some form of life. As at the moment, all it consists of is 'revision' (aka skiving, chatting and watching films) and thinking about sex. But then again...when is that ever different from any other moment of my free time?
Anyway, i must go to practice. France tour is coming up and
I'm missing enough
rehearsals as it is what with exams.
Love to you all,
Alex
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