and your eyes, broken windows when you cry.
David looked good today. He did. His girlfriend was off, so Rachel and I sat with him and Jamie for lunch. I'm nervous around him but it's not unsettling. Actually, I saw his girlfriend on Saturday, on the train. I got the Kirkby train instead of the Southport train from Central because I wasn't concentrating, so when I got to Kirkby I had to get another train back down to Sandhills and change onto the Southport train. But anyway, when I got on at Sandhills his girlfriend and Jack were on there together. It got me thinking: if you were going out with someone like David, why spend time with someone like Jack? But who am I to judge anyway.
So. Went to see the school production of Joseph... last night. It was ok, only it has songs that stick in your head like glue. Rachel was the baker. She had a solo. In the interval I was hanging round with Christian who is just fantastic. And some guy called Kershaw but I don't know who he is/was. Came home, called Bea, wrote. Very productive night.
Over half term, for English, I have to read and review a book. She gave us a list of suggestions today in class and split them up into a list for 'Boys' and a list for 'Girls'. I was very offended since the two books I was planning to read [Animal Farm, Of Mice And Men] were both on the Boys' list, as was Catch 22 and 1984, which I'm re-reading at the moment. And the girls' list was made up of Jane Eyre and Fallen Leaves etc. so I complained to my teacher, even though she's nice. I just thought it was a bit stereotypical, that's all. Then I had to play Laura's stoned daughter in a talk show. I was quite good at it though, even if I do say so myself.
Charlotte came back at lunch today. She's been off for a few weeks with Glandular Fever. I've come to the conclusion that I don't like her.
Half term starts tomorrow. Very happy about this. We're maybe going to the Isle of Man for the weekend, though I don't know why or if it's certain. Then next week is Northampton which I'm half looking forward to, half not.
I've had California Dreamin' in my head all day. It reminds me of being in Barcelona. We were driving down those long streets that are split into three and are lined with trees, and Alex put on some CD he'd got free with a Sunday paper. It had that on it and also Dancing In The Streets. Bea said 'This song reminds me of you every time I hear it'.
It's cold again. And this song is another one of those that remind me of Autumn afternoons spent reading.
..from sweet_mistake.
FIRSTS.
First best friend: Gemma
First car: --
First date: Tom
First real kiss: Tom
First break-up: Tom
First job: Paperound
First screen name: I can’t remember
First self purchased album: Oasis
First funeral: My great uncle’s.
First pets: A stick insect.
First piercing/tattoo: Ears.
First credit card: --
First true love: Depends on how you define that.
First enemy: The girl at nursery who always stole the scooter from me. She hated me.
First big trip: Well, from Holland to England I suppose, though I don’t remember it.
First musician you remember hearing in your house: No idea.
LASTS.
Last cigarette: August 3rd, by my reckoning.
Last car ride: Last night.
Last kiss: Earlier this year - I don’t know the date exactly to hand.
Last good cry: Friday night.
Last library book checked out: Sociology: An Introduction
Last movie seen: Finding Nemo
Last beverage drank: Water
Last food consumed: A freddo.
Last crush: David, I think.
Last phone call: Bea, last night.
Last time showered: This morning.
Last shoes worn: My school shoes.
Last cd played: 100 Broken Windows by Idlewild, I think.
Last item bought: A book of stamps.
Last annoyance: The guy I sit next to in Biology.
Last disappointment: That David talked to Charlotte after school and not me.
Last time wanting to die: long ago enough.
Last time scolded: In Chemistry, for drawing when I ‘should’ve been listening’.
Last shirt worn: My blue shirt that says Monterey Butterflies.
Last website visited: livejournal.com
So. Went to see the school production of Joseph... last night. It was ok, only it has songs that stick in your head like glue. Rachel was the baker. She had a solo. In the interval I was hanging round with Christian who is just fantastic. And some guy called Kershaw but I don't know who he is/was. Came home, called Bea, wrote. Very productive night.
Over half term, for English, I have to read and review a book. She gave us a list of suggestions today in class and split them up into a list for 'Boys' and a list for 'Girls'. I was very offended since the two books I was planning to read [Animal Farm, Of Mice And Men] were both on the Boys' list, as was Catch 22 and 1984, which I'm re-reading at the moment. And the girls' list was made up of Jane Eyre and Fallen Leaves etc. so I complained to my teacher, even though she's nice. I just thought it was a bit stereotypical, that's all. Then I had to play Laura's stoned daughter in a talk show. I was quite good at it though, even if I do say so myself.
Charlotte came back at lunch today. She's been off for a few weeks with Glandular Fever. I've come to the conclusion that I don't like her.
Half term starts tomorrow. Very happy about this. We're maybe going to the Isle of Man for the weekend, though I don't know why or if it's certain. Then next week is Northampton which I'm half looking forward to, half not.
I've had California Dreamin' in my head all day. It reminds me of being in Barcelona. We were driving down those long streets that are split into three and are lined with trees, and Alex put on some CD he'd got free with a Sunday paper. It had that on it and also Dancing In The Streets. Bea said 'This song reminds me of you every time I hear it'.
It's cold again. And this song is another one of those that remind me of Autumn afternoons spent reading.
..from sweet_mistake.
FIRSTS.
First best friend: Gemma
First car: --
First date: Tom
First real kiss: Tom
First break-up: Tom
First job: Paperound
First screen name: I can’t remember
First self purchased album: Oasis
First funeral: My great uncle’s.
First pets: A stick insect.
First piercing/tattoo: Ears.
First credit card: --
First true love: Depends on how you define that.
First enemy: The girl at nursery who always stole the scooter from me. She hated me.
First big trip: Well, from Holland to England I suppose, though I don’t remember it.
First musician you remember hearing in your house: No idea.
LASTS.
Last cigarette: August 3rd, by my reckoning.
Last car ride: Last night.
Last kiss: Earlier this year - I don’t know the date exactly to hand.
Last good cry: Friday night.
Last library book checked out: Sociology: An Introduction
Last movie seen: Finding Nemo
Last beverage drank: Water
Last food consumed: A freddo.
Last crush: David, I think.
Last phone call: Bea, last night.
Last time showered: This morning.
Last shoes worn: My school shoes.
Last cd played: 100 Broken Windows by Idlewild, I think.
Last item bought: A book of stamps.
Last annoyance: The guy I sit next to in Biology.
Last disappointment: That David talked to Charlotte after school and not me.
Last time wanting to die: long ago enough.
Last time scolded: In Chemistry, for drawing when I ‘should’ve been listening’.
Last shirt worn: My blue shirt that says Monterey Butterflies.
Last website visited: livejournal.com