Hey, guess what? M changed her mind. Said she liked me as a friend but not anything else. So, effectively, the date's been cancelled, added to the fact that she's ill. She wants to go to the cinema with us next weekend though, as "friends" (I said I just wanted her as a friend as well, kinda softened the blow a touch).

Another setback. I don't know how much more I can take of this. It's too much. No matter what girl I ask, she'll say no. And, being honest, there's pretty much nothing I can do about it. Except plough away, ask the next one, then they say no, and I pick myself back up again. Never mind. Nobody else does.

Wonder what J will have to say about it, eh? She felt so excited that I was finally getting a date, that I was finally seemingly getting somewhere. Yet I'm not. And that's the problem. It's like every time I take one step forward, I'm pushed back two and slapped in the face for good measure.

Anyway, enough moaning. Reading Down We Go Together's journal and Haze's journal, it makes me realise how petty my problems truly are. I'm moaning about being turned down by another girl. I mean sure, it has an emotional effect on me, but compared to the death of someone close it's a pittance. I really feel for you two guys (I know it should be gals, but let's not be pedantic...). I hope you both feel better soon.

Thanks to Biffo, Boy With The Thorn, Hand In Glove et al for your kind words. Sadly I can't repay that, because I have no date, but anyway...The show must go on. God, Radiohead are depressing the hell out of me. Their last two albums has had one good song - Idioteque - and it's pretty much soul-destroying, just like my situation with girls. Seriously, the events of tonight have even taken the shine from my best basket ever in PE today, but anyway, that's irrelevant...

Well, best be off. Not a lot more to do or say...