Eek! Night OutBusy day today. Afterwards, had LGB event in room in House 6 in TCD, followed by going to the George. Probably drank too much. For reasons I am unclear upon, became terribly, terribly emotional and upset when out. Wasn't very nice to certain people; one guy in particular who I know and who was, when I look back on it, only trying to be nice, I was very, very mean to. (He said something about being afraid of being rejected by people (romantically (oh, dear, I'm nesting brackets)) or similar, apparently in an attempt to cheer me up; he's the sort of person who's sufficiently goodlooking that he'd NEVER be rejected by ANYONE, while I'm, as you may have gathered if you've read before, the sort of person who's rejected by default. I made some sort of completely unjustified, and very nasty, comment in retort.) Now feeling very, very guilty, and hoping that no-one took too much offence.
On the plus side, rediscovered two songs that I really loved when I was about eight, getting up early on Saturdays to listen to the radio. They are "Chesney Hawkes - I am the one and only" and "Ace of Base - Life is a flower", which makes me feel very, very happy, if a bit emotional again.