Well, you will be pleased to know, (those of you that are keeping track, because there are millions of you out there doing that obviously) that the tutor has kindly replied. Ahhh. I was so excited to get an email from him I almost didn't want to open it. But I did, and unfortunately, his reply wasn't along the same lovestruck note that mine was. No confessions of any sort whatsoever. Infact it was rather blande and polite. He even called me 'dude' (which downunder doesn't have any linkage to surfers btw) which is a slap in the face with a cold fish saying, 'wake up, no way'. Dude is like, mate, friend, and 'keep at six foot long pole distance please.' Damn Damn Damnit. Well, I suppose the next time he's back in NZ I will be totally humiliated and turn beetroot colour and hide if I see him. Great. I almost wish he hadn't replied. Then there would still be some mystery... did he ever, could he ever fancy me back..... But, no. NO no no.
Oh well fuck that. He's still cool. I'll still dream.
It was quite a nice email after all. He said my compliments 'meant a lot' to him. and he's quite funny. In a depressingly non-flirty sexual kind of way.
Okay. Moving on..well today I was also bummed out on the boy front in another way. My ex, (who is a in pommie land btw,) is supposed to still be a good friend of mine. Okay, so, I don't know if I've mentioned, but I'm travelling out to the UK soon, and I was supposed to go and stay with him for some time too. (And possibly get a free shag on new years if I'm lucky) ... But now, he's working. I know! So I'm only gonna get to see him for like, 4 days max (no, no but he's a really good mate and I've known him years...and lived with him) and that totally sux!! I'm travelling bagillions of miles across the world and paying SHITLOADS of money to get there, you'd think he could have a bit of empathy and try and see me a bit!! Fucker. Ptth. 
Oh well. Okay what else. Oh, yeah another complaint (I'm a nice person, honest... normally happy as a bouncing bunny on heroin) is that I'm supposed to be flatting next year with some pals... and now the house that's been found is like WAY too expensive for me. The plans have changed coz a couple of us were going to be out of the country when they had to choose a flat. So now the plan has gone to poo and they're fucking with the prior money arrangements (I'm pretty skint)
Okay, but on the good side.... it's fucking hot and sunny out here and you buggers have to piss around in crappy cold slushy weather. 
Okay, that's all.
Please reply. I hate talking to myself.
No, really please do.
Please
Please
