12:48 a.m.
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15 June, 2004

I am so madly infatuated with my lecturer. I forgot to keep breathing when I realised I had an email from her and then got really light-headed. And she called me by my name... God, somebody shoot me now.

In other news... No, there is no other news, my life is otherwise pointless and utterly lacking in significance. Ain't I a happy bunny.

I wanted to go down to Salisbury Plain and hang out with the hippies and pagans at Stonehenge on the Solstice, but everyone is working and I'm worried I'll accidentally join a cult if I go on my own. I mean, I was the girl who watched the documentary on David Koresh and believed he was the next messiah AND I still can't rid myself of the belief that Manson didn't have anything to do with it. Plus, I will always secret wish I could have been a maenad, but then, who doesn't.