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im determined to get out of this little seaside town. i seem to spend my days scanning job websites and jotting down details of jobs i know im not qualified for and won't have a chance of getting, but i apply anyway. its not all bad - ive had the chance to get reacquainted with old friends who have now all got houses with their partners and good jobs. i had a good new years with leigh and phil and roast chicken and beer, and wasn't even particularly hung over the next day. can't complain really.
i went to the funeral of an old school friend on the isle of white last week. he died before christmas in a car accident. we had drifted in the final years of school and had never been close friends, but i'm glad i attended. apparently he had been doing what he loved for the final 3 years of his life, which is all you can really ask for. he'll be sorely missed by all.
i went to the funeral of an old school friend on the isle of white last week. he died before christmas in a car accident. we had drifted in the final years of school and had never been close friends, but i'm glad i attended. apparently he had been doing what he loved for the final 3 years of his life, which is all you can really ask for. he'll be sorely missed by all.