Disclaimer

Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.

Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






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Tuesday, 1 June 1999

1 June 1999

Rabbits.
Today has been pretty uneventful. Between chemistries I went shopping with Peter, and myself a shirt. And that about covers my day. Dull huh?
I have been on the computer for six hours solid. Mother and the 'boarder' are having an argument in here at the moment. he is so intolerably stupid, and she isn't much better for putting up with him. Honestly, she could atleast get a shag that can read. Or speak in coherant sentences.
Well I have been working on the page, making a tribute to Dusty Springfield that I should get finished and link to tomorrow. And web surfing, mindless web surfing. it is always mind rotting.
They are shouting at each other now, because he is to dense to understand basic instructions.
I think i shall run away now. Later.
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