I didn’t get out of bed for ages but I was bored. I went to see Mum and looked at her magazines … Got dressed in green tracksuit. Had to go outside and through the garage to get in to the kitchen because the builders were already working.
Dad checked letter to French person. I played on Nintendo but had to stop halfway through to tidy room … I started writing diary. Went to pick K up then went to H____ to meet mum at Peters. I had a jacket potato with cheese. Went with Mum. Found dead nice outfit and cost about Â£32 … Went home and got changed for T__’s party. T__ went off the two K__s and V__ and left H__, A__ and me on own. I hate T__!
My goodness I was fascinated by the small details, and this is only some of them. I suspect the most exciting thing that happened all day was my friends party, but for some reason I did not include any details other than feeling left out, was that because I was so annoyed at T___, I thought I wouldn’t need a reminder or because it wasn’t a very exciting party. I also love the strength of my feelings, I rarely use the word hate now, I dislike things but I rarely hate, maybe it is because I used it so freely as a child.