never going ice-skating again. ever.

cambridge was fun. i'd forgotten how funny and sweet banana boy is.  makes me realize why i liked him for so long. ice-skating though.. i am never, ever doing that again. ever. i spent the whole time losing my balance every five seconds, before banana boy tried to push me over. then i refused to let go of the side. i do not trust that boy one bit.
          but back to banana boy and how sweet and funny he is. i haven't laughed that much in a long time, and he's so considerate. he didn't even complain when i dragged him into 60000000000000 different shops without buying anything. he's the only one who can put up with my shopping habits. i hope i'm not falling for him again. that would not be good; it'd be too fucked up. and i just know i'd start feeling trapped and confused again. also, i know this is really bad, but i can't stand the comments from my friends about how physically repulsive he is. so shallow. oh, and ofc there's difficult boy, who STILL isn't talking to me. life, eh.

i'zz gotta dentist appointment now, fun times. then i might dye my hair blonder before the party tonight. aha, what a fun, interessting and productive life i lead.