Day 123/367

Today was good, me and Jacob came round and I shoved my hair in this weird topknot coming out of my head to make volume and toothpaste on my spots and then Brinley came round suddenly.

Ugh.

I put makeup on and we went to cooper park for a bit and then on the way back we met up with Brinley's band and they all came round to my house and we had an amazing fajitta and doctor who sesh. Owen, the band's vocalist gave me a crotchal hug, and specifically made another guy hold his guitar so he could hug me. Hmm. We did have a Muse bonding jam with me on piano and him on guitar though. And I said he looked awesome earlier today because he had a fedora and glasses. He's not hot and I fancy the pants off Brinley (literally).

Everyone went home apart from me and Brinley and we fell asleep on my bed and then went to Jacob's for a sleepover....We boned a tiny bit in the night...not even fully in but a teaser for the time when we properly bone.

I ate like a whale. I'm suprised I'm not fat.

Day 100/367

The 100th day.

I need to enrich this blog with more stuff that happens, but normally I write it just when I'm about to go to bed.

So approximately half a year of no action I give a BJ and get poked 2 times all in one day.

I'm in love.(I said I love you for the first time too today) Brinley is SO much more masculine and overally more HOT than the Ex ever was. And he's got a bigger shlong. And he said I was good at BJs. (his last girlfriend's braces got caught on him apparently. That doesn't really say if I am good at BJs or not but oh well.)

I look like a victim of domestic abuse because I have 5 raging hickeys on my boobs.

I broke the black shag band.

Black = Sex.