Niggly and childish with Duncan (it’s the boredom that does it), and we were both ‘told off’ by Elson. Humiliating.
Jeremy and Lee came to my house after to listen to a reggae 45 Angela lent me, and we desperately agreed that we must do something. . . . Sometimes I hate school. I cannot work! It’s a mental thing. On Saturday apparently I was being loud, shouting “wanker” at Barlow and being obnoxious. Condemnation.
It's impossible . . . Mum and Dad are arguing about the blocked sink now. . . .
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