Went back to bed and dreamed till 1pm. The club that the front was like a general stores and the rest was a huge stair well going up and up. How I climbed to the top of the shelves and sat there. Driving around, the little shop where Matt Greaves worked just outside the village. I stopped and felt the tarmac and the grass to see that it was all real. I was in some kind of home following craig up some steep hill when I saw two girls they kissed and I stayed with them.
Rachel Bentley's birthday today.
Beat David at tennis in the afternoon. Walked to the balloon festival at 8ish was feeling okay. Listened to some music to put me in a positive mood. The balloon festival was crap again - there was beer but no food and wasn't exactly fun. Finished up at 10ish so we went to barratts. Honey and Chloe were working. Chloe confirmed that I was saying embarrassing things last saturday about my being jewish etcetera. Scott was being a dickhead. I didn't have a good time - felt worse going home than I had when I left. Didn't see Sadie. Feel - don't know. Want to make something important so no one can touch me and I don't need no one. Grrr - spit spit. Still angry - don't know - cry out maybe. What do I do? Don't want to work. Still don't know Rachels address.
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