Building a Mystery
<<2003-01-31 - 8:52 p.m.>>

Just a thought.

Well the proverbial shit made contact with the fan this evening. Phonecalls between family members were made, words were said (including mine) and it turns out there's still some photos left but that's not really the point anymore.

Well. I don't want to talk about that anymore because I've frankly had enough. I have other things on my mind.

Ha, not really. I'm pretty happy. I had a really nice text from Rob last night, which I will keep private :p hey I don't tell you people everything, not by far. I guess the point of having an online diary is so that people who choose to can know everything about you. Well, that's not the point of mine. The real point is to make sure that I keep writing (in my own lanugage that is) so when the time comes I can write my book with ease. Betcha didn't know I'm a budding author. I already wrote a book, albeit a short one.

Things continue to carry on. Laura overslept and didn't meet me today, now there's a surprise... Nottingham wrote an apology over thinking I wanted to do German and um yeah. Work tomorrow, I went in today to see Mark and apparently him and Penny are definitely over. He said he'll pop in tomorrow on my break so I'll be the relationship councellor for a bit. I seem to be doing that for everyone these days; Laura, Holly, Mark, Dawn, Jo... etc.

It's funny... everytime one of my male friends ask me how me and Rob are doing and I say "Great, fine, perfect," they look disappointed.

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