Late in the day remembered dreaming of losing my temper with David and his sulky attitude, swore at him and smacked him about. They want me to ask Sadie to 999 on Monday - I can't do it. I have built myself up to an emotionless crust - I am no longer a wreck but I'm not having any fun. I can't see any future. Nothing. nowhere. No how. my balance when all cleared should be £1304:45 dr. i wish I knew what my PIN number was
Went to Barratt club with Scott, Craig and Brett. Was violently ill. Bad stomache + dizziness. Love the Breeders album. In the aft I played squash with craig + scott then did some digging for the garage. C + S inquired about Sadie - would I invite her tomorrow. Told them I have given up based on what she told me. Said that was why I was manicly depressive. Said I'd talk tomorrow. Jeez I don't understand. Is this my lot. Does it make any difference what I do. Will things ever work out or will I die of tuberculosis at the age of 26 (1997).
© 1996 I can ignore you all I want on: its_sph@nene.ac.uk
