I've gone AWOL.

I know I have broken my promise of blogging every day, but I've been kinda busy socialising before I go to France. Which I am not dreading so much any more because my parents have finally given in and I'm taking a friend with me. But it was only a matter of time, I mean c'mon, they rented a six double bedroom chalet complete with cinema suite and hot tub, and there's only five people in my family. It would be just greedy if we didn't share it with others. So what have I done in the past week, well I have spent just about every night at T's house. Oh yeah, and I met some guys. But it's nothing exiting, much to my disapointment I don't think any of them will be a relationship possibility. I met them on friday at monmouth music festival - Europe's biggest free music festival, which ironically is probably Europe's only free music festival, so it's crap. So you have to make your own fun, so the teenagers come in in swarms and everyone gets wrecked, that makes it awesome. So one guy out of the guys I met stood out for me, but guess what? He likes my best friend. Isn't that always how it is? You finally meet a guy who is everything you want (he's unserious, funny, hot - exactly what I want at 15) but he has absolutely no interest in you. It took him like 4 days to even add me on facebook, whereas he added my best friend about an hour after we left the festival, he also got her number. Fucking great. It's time's like these where my heavily dented self esteem takes another bashing. I really don't understand why I am so unlucky, I mean I'm not really unfortunate looking, sure I'm not exactly super-model stunning, but who is? Ugh, oh well, as cheesy as it is... at least I have my friends. I just wish the guys in my school's brother school weren''t such bellends. Then I wouldn't have to go looking for guys! Ah, the joys of being a teenage girl.