One, two, three, four, you're the one that I adore.

I've developed a thing for my director in this play. This is encumbered because I think he may be gay (I have a habit of falling for gay men). The play isn't amazing, and that could annoy me. People I fall for have to be perfect. I am going to wait until the play is over and then, if this holds, try to make a move.

I sat close to one of my friends last night and it felt so comfortable. I think I just want someone at the moment.

My director is tall and broad. He's got penetrating eyes but he's so gentle. He laughs at me sometimes and I am starting to fear that he hates me because I want to spend so much time around him. His skin is so soft, for a man, and so healthy. He stood in for a part today, so I held his head on my lap, and his hand in mine. He's got long slim fingers.

I don't know what I ate today but it's been a bit too much for a few days now. So I must try harder.