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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Sunday, 25 July 1999

25 July 1999

Last nights ball was great. I was the sleaze of the dance floor. It was a case of women beware, I'm on the loose and dirty dancing. It was lots of fun.
Actually weird thing, there were only about three guys at the whole thing I thought were even mildly attractive. I'm not sure if that is a nasty commentary about how ugly polytech students are, or if it just means I'm getting fussier in my old age. Though there were so very foxy ladys *rouwl*.
I have the sneezes :o(
Per didn't ring :o(
I have glitter in my scalp :o\
Who am I kidding, GLITTER, YAY :o)
Well this page only has a few days left in it. Coz it is getting BIG. I'm also putting the new page onto a different server. But don't worry, I'll hyperlink it all up. Hyper :o). I am just not liking the Yahoo! Geocities members are, so I'm just plain gonna avoid it altogether.
Which means this site is going to get quite stagnant. But I'll be making up for it with my IHUG page, which I am beginning to put some actual work into. Anyway I have run oot (I'm being canadian :o)) of things to say. Bye.

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