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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Thursday, 17 June 1999

17 June 1999

In twenty-two hours i have an exam I am exceptionally ill prepared for, and twenty-four hours after that I have one I am even less prepared for. Three guesses whose life bites the most right now.
And Rise Of Rome is SO addictive. Anywho, must scarper.
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