This weekend was pretty fun. I went to see ‘The Devil Inside’ at the cinema with the crew on friday. It was nice. Everyone was out for once actually doing something that didn’t revolve around ‘getting fucked.’ But yeah. After that we all went to roses and I polished off a bottle of gin. Charlie was a bit of a state at the end of the night, she was so funny and I had to walk her home and she ended up being sick in the bin in my bedroom.

Saturday was moderately uneventful but very pleasant none the less. We went to Guildford for Charlie to get a late mother’s day present. We came home and had a cute night in which consisted of sex and some well needed sleep.

Sunday was like most sundays, lazy and spent resting (with a bit more sex of course). I managed to force myself to do my maths homework which frees up my time tomorrow after college.

I haven’t posted anything in a while recently. Last weekend I went to the Science museum with Charlie which was pretty fun. It’s pretty overrated though, I expected it to be more interactive but oh well. The past weeks been pretty average and if i can recall correctly hasn’t consisted of any significant events in the life of James. So yeah.

Weekend was pretty fun. It definitely had a negative effect on mine and Charlie’s relationship. I guess just being tired makes us temperamental.

Mad at myself, feel so low. Blehhh

Dear Charlie, don’t be grumpy. I love you millions.

I feel old, it’s scary growing up. Legally I’m an adult, I don’t want to get any older. Blahhh.

I find it weird how most girls are obsessed with losing weight and their body image in general. I mean, I have a slight fixation on how my body looks, it’s the main reason I go to the gym so much, but I’d never let it get to the point where I actually get upset or feel low about how I perceive myself.

I’m gonna have rice for breakfast again tomorrow! It’s So thrilling, but I love rice. I’ve decided to give up fizzy drinks for lent and to try and limit how much I eat. Can’t be dealing with a tubby belly.