2009. is gonna be a wierd one.

Lying in Ian`s spare bed still a bit pissed feeling the hangover brewing in my brain. Life is odd just now. A girl i like but will probably never see again. A very nice girl likes me and i feel bad about it as i`m not attracted to her. And last night Ian dares me to go talk to two girls as some kind of confidence training which in my terribly inebriated state i did and got bullied into exchanging numbers with a random mentalist chick.