Age: 14, Tantric Pursuits summer party the night before our May race. Blasting that song out of the windows of Sue’s li’l blue Citroen (in the days when she still had that as well as the camper). Me, Laura and Paula around the corner screeching over the fact she’d seen a grass snake and smoking hoping our parents wouldn’t find out. Singing that song at the top of our voices.

Bob didn’t go till around 12 and it was so stressful in there when Carol showed her face every now and then. I scooched before anyone had the opportunity to say too much about my department but seeing as no-one monaed there and then I’m assuming things are pretty safe for me. But, you never know.

Mum took me for another drive after work. I think I got across the sense in letting me drive to Havant cus she went for that idea again. Once we got down there I had about half an hour before the train so I suggested we drive around for a li’l bit. Having absolutely no idea where to go I let her decide and before I knew it she’s got me driviing down the A27. She decides she wants to get off and tells me to take this junction but there’s nowhere to go except back on that road or on the motorway so guess which one she chooses? Carry on in the direction we were already going. Next thing I know I’m driving down the Eastern Road and making my way to Y’s house. I guess things went fairly well (except a minor moment when I tried to take out a car (which had right of way) on a roundabout. I guess I even mnaged to park fairly well outside Y’s house (a miracle in itself due to space constraints and the fact that I can’t reverse that car).

I guess we had a li’l moment tonight. Y’s been in a foul mood for the most of today and I guess it kinda rubbed off on me. When it came down to it I explained that while I don’t mind helping out with his work a li’l bit I don’t wanna take on another part-time (and quite possibbly even a full-time) job. I don’t want he responsibility of it. It’s not what I want to do. And, I’ve always said that. Whilst I think now he understands, I’m not sure about everyone else.

I’m quite concerned about what B1 has planned/done to my ill pyjamas. I’ve got visions of them strung up in shreds hanging from my lampshade.

I’m definately seeing B2 on Tuesday, after I’ve had my hair done and she’s finished at the hospital. She left a comment on Y’s site saying that “I would just like to say that – this is nothing against you but – if you ever hurt her, I will personally beat you to death with a shovel cos I love her too (which I must say it sounds like you have already realised.)”. It was so sweet and absolutely hilarious at the same time. By the sounds of things though, she’s really starting to accept him, which has been a bit of a problem with past boyfriends. I know she’s gonna sit and read this either tomorrow night (if she’s not working) or Saturday morning and she’s probably gonna kill me but hey, that’s what sisters do, and I love her.

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