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11th December 1986

Thursday

It was free study morning today – that just means the teachers are pissed off and can’t think of anything else for us to do. We went to Alan Ayckbourn’s Confusion performed by L6th drama group. It was ever so good. Jeff was a real prick – he just acted normally actually. Simon T asked Georgia out, apparently, and she told him to fuck off. He doesn’t even know her and what makes him think she’d go out with a shit like him. Badminton tomorrow. It’s a highlight of the week going through the boys school!! I wore my lenses 4.45-8.15 today. I can move my eyeballs around now, but they’re still v. uncomfortable. I look quite nice I think – I don’t know.

 
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Posted by on September 12, 2010 in December 1986

 

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8th October 1986

I have written a letter cum poem to J. I hope he doesn’t guess who it’s from – and if I send this one, I can have a continuation! I made some Danish pastries in HE today. They’re nice, but what annoys me is I always have to do the washing up for Monica who never finishes fast enough and leaves me to get bollocked by it not being tidy, it’s really annoying. I introduced Jiffi to Selwyn, but Jiffi seemed a bit too interested so I pulled him away. Our Drama festival is going shit. Me and Becky do our bit OK and I do my bit and come to rehearsals (most days). Some people – Kati and Monica – aren’t doing a thing and Rachel never turns up. I’m not wearing that stupid mini skirt on my head though – it just makes everyone else laugh and I feel a right prick.

 
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Posted by on August 26, 2010 in October 1986

 

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17th March 1986

Monday

There’s a terrible atmostphere between me and Jenny at the moment. We’re just ignoring each other. It’s pathetic. There’s nothing I can do though. Alice bumface told Tam to go round to michael’s house to ask him out for me. Stupid prick. I’m going to really kill her. I think I might fancy Darren. I don’t know but I think I do. Itwould be awful if I did! How EMBARRASSING. I won’t tell anyone though. God it would be awful.

 
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Posted by on August 13, 2010 in March 1986

 

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28th December 1985 Saturday

28th December 1985 Saturday

This morning me, Alice and M went into town to choose Alice a coat for her birthday. the one she got looks okay – but I don’t like it at all. My mum is so untrendy, she calls Jez my ‘bloke’. Bloke! Who says bloke nowadays – well, she does obviously. Jez can’t see me tomorrow the fucking prick – I really want to see him – what a bastard – I’m going to write him a letter telling him what I think of him.

 
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Posted by on August 9, 2010 in December 1985

 

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