Tuesday, February 1
The gorgeous weather we had on Sunday has been continuing into this week. The snowdrops which are around right now are doing more sunbathing than weathering the snow, as they're more renowned for. It's not a typical image of Imbolc, but a welcome one nevertheless.
I've been spending my time, and money, working on building a portfolio. At £20 for the folio itself and £2 for a folder insert, it's a costly business. Luckily my dad said he'd pay for most of it. As for what to put in it, I'm slightly more optimistic than I was at the weekend, but still not sure of the worth of most of it. My teachers are more enthusiastic, but unfortunately it's a feeling which doesn't seem to be catching. What I suspect was really affecting my mood however was that Tony was in college and had barely spoken to me, which is normal, but he didn't even mention if he had liked any tracks on the CD I gave him, or what he thought of the question I posed him on Friday. I felt loveless and abandoned, and still do. What doesn't he like about me? I don't mean that in a rhetorical sense of there being nothing to dislike due to my intrinsic perfection, but as a genuine question. If he doesn't like me, I can accept that, I just want to know why so that I can work on it and make this rejection less likely to happen again.
20:45
