Bladdered on “real” diesel – 12th & 13th September 2001

Tuesday 12th I was at Cat’s for most of today cos I stopped over last night. We just played on SimCity on the computer.

You can’t escape what happened in New York today. It’s everywhere. The whole thing’s so terrible. There must’ve been so many people killed. 😦

Bye!

Wednesday 13th We did The Run [pub crawl] tonight for a change cos a lot of people are going to uni on Saturday morning and so can’t go out tomorrow.

Cat was really pissing me off. I was totally sober (trying to save money) and she was really bladdered on “real” diesel (lager, cider, blackcurrant and whisky – which we wouldn’t normally add). She kept going into the toilets to talk to Sarah about the internet male dominatrix she’s been in contact with and leaving me out.

When I was speaking to Sarah, she was telling me about stuff her and Michael do. He’s tied her up and they’ve had sex in all sorts of places, lots of times. It’s made me realise how boring Jake actually was!

Denny had a message off Jake tonight actually, saying he couldn’t do The Run cos he was on a hill somewhere in Wales. He’s doing his Queen’s Scout Award thing.

I’m beginning to think that maybe I’m either weird or in some sort of state where it’s not sunk in yet but I never really go on about Jake or anything. I am just finding myself getting on with it. All my mates have had long whinges about Mr L and Maz for example but I realised I haven’t actually done that yet. I suppose that’s a good thing though. Mum keeps saying she’s proud of me and, I have to say, I’m actually quite proud of myself so far!

I still can’t bear the thought of him with another girl though. I hope that’ll pass. The thing is, I don’t really know how I’ll feel about things cos none of my friends have really been through this so they can’t tell me. 😦

Bye!

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