Thursday, October 27, 2005
You didn't really think I'd gone, did you?
From 21 August, 2004:
[Steff rambles on for far too long about her timetable. Anncounces she hates said timetable. Large gap.]
OK, I don't really, but I'm bored and lonely. Everybody's left town except me and my flatmate (who DOESN'T TALK) and I have to entertain myself somehow. Before writing this I was tidying my room.
Funny how a year can do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to you. I've reorganised my top drawers. Maybe it's time to colour-coordinate my clothes. Because nobody else does that. Nobody at all.
[Steff rambles on for far too long about her timetable. Anncounces she hates said timetable. Large gap.]
OK, I don't really, but I'm bored and lonely. Everybody's left town except me and my flatmate (who DOESN'T TALK) and I have to entertain myself somehow. Before writing this I was tidying my room.
Funny how a year can do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to you. I've reorganised my top drawers. Maybe it's time to colour-coordinate my clothes. Because nobody else does that. Nobody at all.
