Saint Your Not Good Enough to Have Someone Day

After much angst, PBM is not interested. I texted him after my exams (like he asked me to) to say I was free (he texted me for a date,) but that was three/four weeks ago now and he never got back to me so I have to assume it was just a drunken thing. Never mind. He was a bad kisser anyway. Too much teeth.

In other news, I failed one exam, but continue to get high pass marks for my coursework, which I hope to use as evidence when I cry/beg/hold a gun to my tutor with regards to getting to sit a re-sit exam.

My flatmates and I, all being single, are having a thing at my house tonight. We are getting in touch with our inner bitterness and having a singles only movie night. Pizza, wine/beer/apple vodka, and cheesy bad films. I shall write about the drunken-wrongness soon.