Dear Diary Facing the music is not fun, unless you're a Conductor, then it's technically your job and I hope that you like it. I've been avoiding Facey since last Thursday as I have been expecting to hear from Dreamy Colombian and/or Tardy Teacher. Generally, if you wait long enough they eventually give up. I … Continue reading Smells and Tastes Like Rejection – Entry 95

Dear Diary Since Thursday night I've been laying low. This translates to not logging onto Facey and not going out dancing. I just haven't felt like dealing with any more boy drama nor feeling pressured into making any decisions on where I stand with a particular Potential. It works out relatively well as I've come … Continue reading Flying Under the Radar – Entry 94

Dear Diary This week was sobering in that it continued to reinforce my apathetic view to dating. On Monday evening Karate Kid sent a message saying he was feeling sick. On Tuesday he suggested that I return the favour and make him soup. Tuesdays had unofficially become our meetup evening the past few weeks. I’d … Continue reading Clashing of the Titans – Entry 93

Dear Diary It was only a few hours ago that I wrote to you my defeated last entry. The towel had been thrown in. I had a chat over the phone with one of my best friends about how content I was with making the most out of being helplessly single despite a year of … Continue reading When You Least Expect It – Entry 92

Dear Diary When life gives you an overabundance of lemons they say you should make lemonade. I've highlighted a moral dilemma during my moments of soul searching -  Is it wrong to continue dating when you're not sure which Country you'll be living in in a year's time? Combine this dilemma with increasing apathy towards … Continue reading Lucrative Dating – Entry 91