We were in the library the other day…down the basement… and me and gaz were getting books…obviously and we started freaking out that there was a mini earthquake going on… we got out of there eventually…but it was pretty damn scary!

and then…last wednesday. Al casual and brave..I saw him. and stopped and talked to him. my god. I was bloody proud of myself afterwards … scared and shaky…but I did it. and no amount of records I used to want will make me want to start talking to him again. talk about emotional blackmail for you. seriously! but been good so far lately anyways.