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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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Monday, 26 July 1999

26 July 1999

Yesterday Per rang jus when i was about to got out. Talk about timing. We talked for a while, but we haven't talked in so long I had no idea what to say to him. Which made it weird. So much has happened in the time, but nothing seemed important enough to actually tell him. So today I bought LOTS of dodgy asain writing paper, and I'll write him a big arse letter. Though it was REALLY nice to hear from him, and know that he was still alive.
After that I went to "the crouquet game" at the gardens. the girl playing the queen of hearts was very regal. And Fiona made a great Debbie the exectutioners assistant.
then after talking to Nina for a while I came home to discover I now lived in a house with no hot water cylinder. Which ment I had to live without a shower this morning (eeeeeeeewwwwwww).
But now it is going again, the electrician came while I was at Uni, and i now have a shiny new ripple control :o).
Uni was fun too. Anyways, Later.

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