Found A Book

2005-04-06 at 9:56 p.m.

Well, I am having an entertaining time. First, on the way here I saw a man sneeze so hard he had to grab some scaffolding to keep from falling down, someone having an argument about confession in a sandwich place, and a woman with pom-poms on her boots which made her look like one of those American cheerleaders - a complete tit but thinks she is the bees knees.

And now, sitting in an internet cafe, I have come across an escaped book from Bookcrossing.com which I am taking away to read. I always did fancy getting into that kind of thing, now I can.

Other news not quite so interesting. We had a test in Physics, which I am fairly sure I failed as I could not remember a thing and in any case forgot to bring my crib sheet of equations (which we are allowed to have in tests) and so had to try to use my poor deficient memory.

I've applied for a job with Edexcel, the examining board as a temporary clerk, from about now-ish until after the A-Level results come out in August, which would be excellent from my point of view. Also there is a job going as a part-time warder at the National Gallery which I quite fancy as all they seem to do is sit on chairs and look at pictures all day.

I've made an appointment with my doctor so I will probably be going back on my medication on Monday now. Mum is obscenely (and I use that word advisedly) interested in why I want to go, and is now convinced I am pregnant (with her much-longed for 'black baby' without attached 'black partner' I suppose). Its enough to make you want to become a lesbian.

I also have a Cunning Plan. As you may or may not have noticed I have been a bit worried about the scars on my arm being too visible with the short-sleeved tunic things I'll have to wear when I'm training. It occured to me that maybe the scars aren't that visible anyway, as they're more or less white now and I have very pale skin anyway. So I have devised an experiment. Its unlikely I'll see any of the people from the course I'm on now after its finished apart from Kerry. She has decided not to go to some revision classes we have. So, in those classes I'm going to wear short sleeves and see if anyone notices, stares or makes comments. If they do I'll have to speak to someone at the university when I get there and look into the possibility of makeup. If not, then I don't need to worry. And I reckon if I just say I was in an accident they won't inquire further, especially if they are like Shirley and assume someone scarred me rather than I did it to myself.

So I'm feeling quite upbeat at the moment!

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