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[August 15] |
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I think that I might have underestimated England. It's not quite as boring as I originally labeled it.
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[July 30] |
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England really is dreadfully boring.
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[July 04] |
I have a new friend. His name is Eric, or so he tells me, and he is 23-years-old. He isn't actually from London and, as it turns out, he isn't from Europe at all. He says that he is from a small town in New Jersey in America and is on a holiday with a number of his friends from home. Eric is, I want to say, just over six feet tall and has a strong gait about him that reminds me of someone who takes great pride in his athletic ability. This has been verified, by the way, as he told me he has a great talent for the game hockey - whatever that is.
The circumstanced behind how Eric and I met are quite entertaining and I feel that it is important that I pass them on. You see, I was out last night for a rather leisurely stroll when I overheard a conversation between Eric and his group of friends. It was quite funny to hear and I'm sure they weren't expecting me to be able to eavesdrop seeing as I was almost a block away and on the opposite side of the street - but that isn't pertinent to my story. Eric and his friends were discussing the likelihood of one of them being able to take me home and, so to say, make me a notch on their bedpost. Eric thought he was most likely because not only does he find himself quite attractive, but he has already bedded three other girls since arriving in London last week and he was under the impression that my outfit meant I was easy and I was probably looking for, as he stated, "a good fucking."
Naturally, I was impressed by this - and what woman wouldn't be? - and now we are going spent some extended time together. I think that the two of us will have a great deal of fun.
It's a pity his friends won't be seeing him again.
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