Well, to start with, my hideously blotchy face is clearing up. Yes, the last straggling remnants of puberty are leaving me. There is the occasional flare up, but i don't care. Today was one of the blotch free days, and subsequently i was like some sort of babe magnet, an industrial sex machine. Wherever i went, the eyes of women would follow. The best example was a cute japanese girl sitting talking with her friend. As i walked past her eyes just latched on me, watching with a smile on her face. Her friend got annoyed when she realised that she wasn't paying attention.
And then, to make things better, i managed to weasel out of doing some tasks i was told to do, so now i'm happily sitting in this big internet place (100 computers, all capable of playing games like BF2, so you can imagine the clientèle), eating sushi and drinking mountain dew.
And for the first time in a while, the weather is just like it is in Britain. I feel at home, for once.
Life is good.
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