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Jake's decided to work on Wednesday instead of staying at mine another day. He comes tomorow at lunch so if he's leaving on Tuesday there isn't really much time for us together. I'm off to London on Thursday and I'm not getting back until Sunday. So, you see why I am upset right? I am allowed to feel like this right? Upset. I know he had to work, someone was ill/had to look after children, I get it. But, it definately feels like I'm going to see less of him this summer than I do at school. Why do trivial things always end up being so mighty on our 'to do' lists? |
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Jake spent two days here and went home a couple hours ago. Today we made lunch, had a swim and chatted to Daisy. I can't complain when Jake's here. I feel, satisfied and complete, and there isn't much else to do but smile. He brought me a black dunlop guitar pick when he came over. He's got one the same that I love; he's so sweet. He taught me to play the acoustic version of Sunburn (Muse). He's patient; a good teacher. My sister has decided that she and her boyfriend would like to use our flat in London this weekend, therefore apparently I'm the only one who has to compromise. I'm going next weekend. I think I'm going to the beach with Alia and some of the guys on Friday. Should be good. Why, when we are happy, must there always be something to bring us down, (or worse, make us think)? |
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On Thursday I met up with James. He used to go to my school but left because his parents couldn't afford it anymore. He lives a couple hours away now which is sad. He's an truly awesome guy. We only really got friendly about a year before he left, even though we've known each other since age 10 or so. But we were actually really good friends just before he left. He's having a hard time. Drugs/depression isn't doing him well. He was made to see a shrink because he eventually got thrown out of his school (although he appealed and got back in). The shrink thinks he's got ADHD and had put him on Ritalin. I think it's ridiculous. James is the most sane, straight thinking person I know. I think the shrink doesn't know what a teenagers life looks like. Jake gave me a white Rose. He sent me a wonderful email after I had gone home today. We havn't had sex in a while; it's hard to be alone when everyone is off school for the summer. I always feel pretty guilty. I think I might just be mistaking feeling guilty, for feeling horny. |
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I havn't written much about me as a person. What I'm like, what I look like, what I like. Well..here you go.. Name: Emily Age: 15 (June 6th 1991) Location: England Friends: Notably - Alia, Cat, Beth, Chloe, Katie and my boyfriend, Jake Me: Light skin, medium brown hair, light blue eyes Films: Breakfast at Tiffany's, Riding in Cars with Boys Songs: 'Bowl of Oranges' - Bright Eyes, 'Butterflies and Hurricanes' - Muse, 'Better Together' - Jack Johnson Artists: Degas, Kandinsky Now: my day. Intresting I guess. I painted a little. A silver birch outside my house and then some red/white/brown 'thing'. We've been having a heat-wave here for nearly 3 weeks. The normal English summer tempreture is about 24-28 degrees celsius. It's been about 31-35 which has caused the whole English population get sunburn, and every English supermarket to sell out of barbeques, bbq meat and ice-cream. But yesterday..the weather turned. We just work up and were greated with torrents of rain, no exageration! Rain, wind! It's like winter! Okay..more like mid Autumn. Where is our sun? |