Bridget Johnston's Diary 17/?
Chapter: 17
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Table / Prompt: 4 - Unthemed 10, 10 - Cruel
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Entry number seventeen
It's Tuesday today and we just had the submission of our poems. How will it be possible to grade them? When the lesson began, we had to choose one (if we'd written several) and read it aloud. I chose the first one I wrote here - 'I woke up with desire', because I think that one is the best. Although I like the one about Daniel, too. I just did not dare to read it because it would lead to more teasing/bulling.
Harry could not keep quiet when Jeff was reading his and Laura had to tell him that if he did not stop he would get detention. It only helped for a moment. Petra and Rosalie's poems sounded to be a lot similar and I think I've heard Dan's.
I'm really glad that this task is over - for time being. I don't know if I want to write more poems ... right now I'm more worried about what Laura thinks.
I feel so sorry for Jeff. Harry was bulling him on our lunch break. It's probably just a matter of time until Harry physically hurts him. He is so mean. Jeff has never done anything deliberately to be subjected to the treatment he receives from Harry, Dan and Paul. Jeff can't help that he has Tourette's syndrome, but they are constantly on him. I like Jeff, he tries to act like it's doesn't bothers him, and that he can take all the cruel things they do - I've never seen Jeff retaliate. I can't understand how Jeff manage to stand it, especially as he have it so much worse than I do, and I don't always manage it.
On to something else; I got a text message earlier, which I was happy for, but not to read what Daniel texting me. He wrote that it would take another week before he could get past Causton. So instead of four days until we see each other, it is eleven days. How will I get by?
I run a little extra today, mostly because I so had to run my frustration away, and I don't know if it helped. Neither is writing this entry, but I can always hope. If this had been weeks before I would have turned to eat a lot of candy and food, but I'm proud of myself that I been able to avoid all that. I had a small set back today at dinner, but if those get fewer… And I so hope I will be able to continue…
It's getting a little late ...
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