its here you really understand the meaning of being alone. not particularly loneliness, cos i know everytime i feel lonely or upset, i've got someone to call. but just being a lone island among the many many islands.

sitting in e library, looking at the huge circular staircase. and all e ppl around me. i'm part awed, and part frightened by the incredible no of ppl in lse, in london.

being in uni, its become ok, and normal to go anywhere alone. to go off to e library by myself, to walk home alone. you can no longer hope to have companionship in whatever you do, cos the immense amount of things everyone has to do, results in everyone having to think only for themselves, and when time permits, for other ppl. its no longer a case of selfishness or not, but rather self-survival.

its a rather scary notion i've come to terms with. how i'm now perfectly fine just sitting here. surrounded by so many strangers. and not seeing a familiar face. its part refreshing, part terrifying