My diary for Monday, 08/02/2010

Monday. Keep thinking that maybe I am gay. Seems like my friend Sam is the only person who really understands the way that I feel. He is the only person who listens to me and still is my friend. But I don’t fancy him like I fancy Cills. I mean on the sort of physical things, Cill’s body is what does it for me (O.K her mind too – just in case you feminine people out there start getting at me). One more scary thing from that newspaper article 'cos it affects my future sex life - is that over 60 million people have died from the dreaded AIDs already and that more than another 40 million people are infected with it. I think I shall be living with a condom permanently on my willie.

more tomorrow...

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