went to northampton today. it was the most awful place i've ever been to.
I could have taken the opportunity yesterday to 'do the right thing' but as is typically me i decided doing the exact opposite felt much more satisfactory.
i can't even think about my 18th. it depresses me. especially now since the 'estranged father'(it's a title) sent me £20 and a novelty mug that doesn't even say my real name on it a month early.
the rakes was bloody ace.that kid slagging off ladyfuzz didn't know what he was on about'never work with animals or children'.people said alan is weird off stage but i thought he was just especially nice.he liked my dress. working is frustrating but necessary.i don't have much of a life. i predict more tension to come.plus side only 5 more exams.