I do think this is the worst sweater I've ever been given. At least it's warm, though.
Happy Christmas, I guess.
This is my fault. What happened with the Doctor. The Master. I should have known that he'd do something to anyone whom the Doctor cared that much about. I should have warned Rose. It was so stupid not to. I don't know what the hell I was thinking. Rule one of the barge, and I missed it because I was too busy playing photographer and meeting everyone's family. Bloody hell, I even warned Claire Jackman, but here, here with my friend I fail.
And who knows what lasting affects the Doctor will have because of this?
Ace. Ace has gone. I wish I'd made her swear to leave a note so that I'd... I don't know. I'm sure she'd mention it if she was going to be gone for good, right? I... I know I'd never tell her about this whole silly thing... but I thought we were mates. I'm just sad.
I'm wondering if I really thought this year thing through. I know I did much longer than this while in the TARDIS, but then I could go home and not miss things like Christmas. I'm a bit worried about how mum and Tish are going to handle it.
I wonder if it's maybe that I feel a bit lonely or something. Probably that. And the cold, I never could handle the cold all that well. Reminds me of things I would rather it didn't.
Enough of this, yeah. Must go on with everything.