Nat is back at school. She was really winding me up today about her Valentine cards. She said it was from Jeremy which I didn’t believe – then she goes – oh yes, it’s definitely off one of these people: Jamie P, Rob P, Dean, Andy and Rob. I sort of thought Andy, but then she said postmarked 1.45 Solihull, Saturday. So it couldn’t have been him cos he was in Warwick all Sat. Kati told me at lunch in the chippy it was off Jeff – so I said to Nat, I guess Jeff/Roger, and she said no, it’s not them. Stupid cow, seeing as I’d guessed it, she could at least have told me. I saw Andy at lunch today – he was walking down the corridor, so me and Monica bombed after him, trying to look casual, and I told him about the soap opera we’re doing in drama – it was a doss. He is so nice. Ok, so he’s got ‘a few’ spots – but I have too (especially at the moment) so that’s ok. Then I saw him at the bus stop looking equally attractive and we arranged to meet sometime to see the photos I took at the party. I’ll take my camera into school tomorrow to try and finish up the film. I hope I can somehow get Andy on it, so I’ve got a good picture of him. I expect all the party photos will be crap and dark cos I didn’t use the flash.
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I was really depressed today, because of J. I didn’t think I would be – but I am. I wasn’t over Olly – so I guess it shows I care for J more than Olly – stands to reason. Helen T’s going out of favour with everyone. She’s a crap prompter, she forgot my leggings, she sent a message to this kid to J that I’m serious. I think he knows that already. She’s a real pain in the bum at the moment. In HE we put marzipan on our cakes. It was gorgeous. Me Rhon and Sam went up to the Foundation office at 3.40 to see who we could see. Elliott was there and I told him about what Darren said (he’s okay if you like spots) and he said he’d get him. I was talking to Rhon an ddoing %ages. She said she’d gone 90%! (69). Obviously with Roger, but I mean I think she’s mental (or was) cos only one more thing and that’s it – pregnant! if you’re unlucky. I reckon Sam’s the same about.