I've been listening to the Black Heart Procession a lot, and yesterday I got PJ Harvey live in Paris. It's unbelievably good.

The little french talk inbetween each song is even cute too.

Today I'm doing nothing, well cleaning my room and painint my nails and reading text books, but other than that nothing.

Oh I might be going to the beach with Lee. Because it's supposed to be 32?C today and he might finish work around 2. Maybe I can read text books on the beach, that would be nicer.

Lee and I have been hanging out a fair bit lately. Mainly because I have no other friends and he's always up for something.

Patti did ring me last night though, when Lee and I were out driving, and she seemed really grumpy. And as much as I should care why, I shouldn't at the same time, because I just can't get over the fact that the other weekend when we were going out and I told her I was going home because I felt sad, that she didn't bother to ask anymore, or come after me, she just went into the club with her boy.

I had tears streaming down my face the entire way home, and at one stage I sat under some stairs trying to hide from everyone and get myself together. I was also very intoxicated.

And when I later messaged her phone, telling her I was sorry for just leaving and stuff, and that I just felt stupid and like I didn't fit in, she didn't even bother to message me back. Not for a couple of days or something.

Things like that really get to me.