May 28, 2005 17:10
In 42nd Street last night there were:
Alice, Sarah, Sarah's friend Steven, Joe, Tomas, their friends Bryan, Liam, Dunney, Jack Seal, People from Xaverian, Zahra, Zahra's boyfriend, Zack, Rachel, some of Rachel's friends, Melissa, some of Melissa's friends, tons of other people who go to Xaverian who I don't know their names (about 20 others), people from Stretford Grammar: Jane, Matthew, Rohan, David Jackson, plus Matthew's friend, people from primary school: Corinna, Robert Dyson, William Wright. In the Footage beforehand I also saw Tom, Aiden, Miriam, Nile, James, Donna and Rachel.
It was bizarre. I found myself sitting around a table with past and present friends, and friends of friends from primary school, high school and college. And everyone seemed to know each other. And it was weird.
My so-called last day at college. But not really since I'm going back in a week on Monday to hand my work in. And after that we've got to put up our exhibition. And even after we've been to the exhibition I'll be returning next year, although most people I know won't be. We made a well good badge for Mr Gornall, saying "I'm just thinking out loud here" ("I DO say that don't I?!"). Ahh, I'll put some pictures up later.
The people who were buying our house, and then weren't, are again. The house we were buying, and then weren't, we might be again since the other buyers withdrew. We're looking at another house though which is 15 grand cheaper but EXACTLY the same, so we might go for that instead, that'll show them. But we're not going to do anything until the people buying our house have sold theirs and are ready to move. There's no such thing as trust in the brutal game that is buying and selling houses. It's EXTREME.