January
[Sunday 10th Febuary 2002]
Well this week has been most interesting somewhat. There was a gas leak in school, so had to be evacuated from my history lesson...which was nice.
Tom and Ellie had broken up this week, on her b-day...which was most unfortunate.
Happy Birthday Jo...!! Hope you liked the CD,,,!!
Tash went on a date with Matt...!!
Mum decided to jab herself with a needle...she's probably waiting for results of her blood test now. I can't be bloody sure I'll know them though because she never fucking tells me anything.
Am feeling ever so slightly tempermental and violent.
[Monday 3rd Febuary 2002]
Well, it has been a somewhat eventful day concerning myself. Feeling totally perplexed by issues raised today, if not highly paranoid and angered
For one, repercussions of past nights out have tormented me again today. The unbearable memories of Luke's, Chris's and my antics had sporaticly popped up in to conversation in Maths once again.
Though it has suddenly clicked to me that outside JKF's I had semi-fullfilled my twin thing thing, as I pulled a twin. Though unfortunately it's "semi" fullfilled..given that it was just a kiss and that the person was of the same sex as mine. bloo...:-(
Distorted rumours have flared up about my beloved friend...(who will remainless nameless for now) that he is some kind of nausiatingly obsessive psychopathic woman beater. Am fairly spun out by this...quite perturbing.
Oh and to ruin my whole day...several chocolate digestives have been consumed by myself at ridicilous hours once again...!! grr...
And just to add some kind of twisted final thought for today...
*I AM NOT bisexualL (I merely don't discriminate people for their sex)
*I AM NOT going out with Frag (thank you Tash/Anet...but my gratitudes for your sincere observation at battle of the bands. Fear not.i'm very forgiving and it was an easy mistinterpretation to make)
[Saturday 2nd Febuary 2002]
Went shopping with tash....brought some new shoes and knickers.then...
...feeling totally disheartened about life as a big massive fucking whole. the whole relieveing and pricey retail therapy has proven to be one big fucking waste when i arrived home to a post supper family row.
Following from that, i stand in the place of one of the two "friends" who have too much pride to apologise to one another. And me playing the part of The Stubborn, Bitch...can't be screwed to be nice.
emotional breakdown....yes...currently making a mellow CD...sounds good so far.
