I don't really know what to say. I got those amazing results that I am so proud of, and then he turned up and showed no interest in me. None. Even though just last night, he wouldn't let the conversation stop and kept texting back. Today, he made me feel like a nuisance. I probably would've texted him by now, persuading him to the party or asking how his results are, but I feel like I shouldn't. I feel like he'll just roll his eyes and dutifully reply to the girl who won't give up on her little thing for him.

Well, I am giving up. I have given up. If he really wanted me, he'd be coming to the party, wouldn't he? Because we always spend parties together, always end up sharing a bed, cuddled up somewhere. Always end up maybe nearly kissing, or getting into a conversation that could perhaps lead somewhere. He knows how I feel, enough people have told him about it. That and it's blatantly obvious. He just can't return the feeling, I guess. So it's time for me to just give up and move on.

The giving up part is fine. It's the moving on that worries me. There's no one else. He's been there for nearly 4 months now, anyone else has been overshadowed and gone. I'm relying heavily on the new students next year, but I was also relying on a holiday fling and that never happened. So maybe I'm just not supposed to have someone. Maybe it's been written in the stars that I am destined to get through life alone. Maybe it's setting me up for the inevitable.

It could even be Dave, just sitting there and poking fun at me for disturbing his minion parade. Bastard.

(Almost forgot! As Results: Photography A, Language B and Literaure A. Go mee!)