It begins...
Mood:  lazy
Now Playing: Drums (and heavy jumping) from the class above me
Topic: Postulation
Weeee! And so it begins, another average human contributes his two cents to the world via our glorious inta-net.

Perhaps I should just stick to the basics here, let you know what I'm gonna be talking about for the next... however long I can keep this up. My name is Simon. I am English. This will be my online diary. I am sitting in my college library (where I work on Saturdays) killing time.

Some current things going on in my life:

- finishing my Swedish language course (gonna keep going tho - I expect to move there one day and get out of this awful excuse for a free country
- laughing at the back of my assumed-to-be-ex boyfriend, he having been a weirdo who never had any time for me and never called - don't you just hate?
- About to finish Degree in Contemporary Dance in Leeds, and return to glorious Essex from where I was initally sprung
- Looking for some sort of temporary job fulfillment, whether in dance or not (my suspicion is that dance may not be my true calling - language! dammit! should've done a bloody degree in that instead. twat)
- Friends - many foreigners from my college, who mostly are soon to return also to where they sprung from *sniffle*, one from essex (let's say I'm not gonna be ecstatic at the prospect of seeing her permanently again) and a couple sprinkled around the country who I doubt will see once college ends.

Thus, the conclusion must be drawn that I need to get a new life, somewhere completely different with completely new friends, and where I can be the person I want to be. Oh, how needy and angsty.

Oh wait! I need money to do that. Hmm...

So what's the deal? Is life really this uneventful and beige or am I just from England? More on that story when I remember I have this place to write my thoughts and come back...