The meal was at some French restaurant in Lymm. It was nice but I got too hot and bored when Mum and Dad took ages drinking coffee at the end. I was really bothered about missing summit at Emma’s and I really wanted to ring her to see if I had.
Mum is really annoyed with me and Abby now coz we were being annoying tonight. Sorry Mum!
I did ring Emma and as I thought, she was pissed. We’d seen Ralph and Freddie on their bikes on the way home so I knew they’d gone. She told me she couldn’t really remember much but Ralph did keep saying he wanted me there and he tried to ring me at about 7:00 but Emma put the phone down for him after a couple of rings. We weren’t home anyway. He was going to get me to go back to Emma’s.
He also kept saying he really wanted to go with [snog] someone so Emma phoned a slapperish mate of hers, Suzanna. She didn’t turn up which I’m glad about. I don’t want anyone else to have Ralph. He’s mine… well… maybe one day.
Monday 22nd SHIT! That one word sums up the whole of this evening and how I’m feeling right now. I can’t be arsed explaining now coz it’ll get me so wound up. I’ll have you a clue:-
England – 1, Romania – 2
Tuesday 23rd Sorry for that little outburst yesterday but I had a reason. So did the rest of England. Bloody Romania! I watched it in the Sports Club with Hayley. We were the only girls in there. It was so bloody disappointing when we went 2-1 down after equalising like that.
I tell you, Glen Hoddle should’ve had Beckham and Owen from the start to speed up the tempo from the early stages. [Eesh. Where was I getting this shite from?!] I don’t want to go into any details about the chance Sheringham had with the ball by his feet, a couple of yards from an open goal coz it’s too depressing. They have to beat Colombia or they’re coming home.
Scotland have come home too soon. They’re out after tonight’s 3-0 defeat to Morocca. That’s really upset me too. Bugger! They did well up until now.
Ralph wants me, Emma and Freddie to go to a barbeque at his house on Sunday. We’ll see.