Friday, January 22, 1982

Time to say goodbye

I rang Watermouth up at nine and rearranged my interview for Friday February 5th and then wandered in to school.

Deborah came back today and I was glad to see her, even more so when she seemed so willing to be OK again. It was a stupid shitty little dispute anyway. In History only me, Jeremy and Duncan turned up and so we talked all lesson to Mr. Gray. He told us about his University experiences, which sounded to be the kind of haphazard, spontaneous round of hitching, drinking and socialising I imagine I want to do.

My throat was sore and croaking again. All day I felt so sad for some reason. How quickly time flies, and before we know it it's time to say goodbye and go home.

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