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Just wrote an entry, noticed Sarita had offered me some friendship, accidentally cancled, whatever that is supposed to mean and now not only have I lost my journal thingey, but her request as well!
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Arh poetry. 'Tis fine, 'tis fine. Wish I could write it. And there will be no "oh but you're good at" it nonsense in this journal, thank you. At any rate, it would take ten years to get good and that is presumably with talent to begin with, like Lauren's (nonSG). I was in love with her, she is crazy like me, really quite like me, it would never have worked and we both knew it, only I didn't care and she did. I think she was in love with me too. Post-Lauren = breakdown pete

I bought some Samual Becket yesterday from Geoff Blore, (a whole house rammed with second hand books. Do you know the type?) and Wow, did I have fun reading it in parts with my exgirlfriend crew. My life is such a farce. The ex-girlfriends I mean; everyone should read plays off their faces for entertainment when the drugs run out. Surely we can all see that? Or do I have to check back to my previous entry..?
The play was End Game by the way, and although I've not read much, it's looks well worth checking out if there is a copy on your parents' bookshelves ( ! )

I shouldn't speculate upon Lauren's feelings; it's dangerous. And you never know, there could be sooo many Nottingham people on this site, small place that it is.