Dinner

So this is the next entry in my diary-like thing.

Today I went to work in the flower shop again and actually got 50 pounds for it! Wow. It was so awesome because my friend who works there most of the time gets about half of what mine worked out to be! But I'm not meanenough to tell her that.

Mum's already gone for that party tomorrow. I'm so sure that I'm not going to know anyone there, but maybe that means I'll make some friends, not that I'm good at that sort of thing, especially at family parties, but I'll try. Anything'll be better than being stuck in a corner with just Dad and my brother for company. But I think I'll survive as long as I start every conversation with; "Hi, I'm Beth, I don't think we've met but I'm probably related to you..."

And tonight was the town awards ceremony which the local junior athletics club coaches won an award for Sports-people. My Dad is one of the coaches and there are two others that the award was for so all three of them could bring a guest and since mum wasn't here, I went. It could have been the most boring thing in the world but the mayor of our town (who was the presenter/host of the ceremony) is either amazingly crap or incredibly amusing, I can't quite decide which. And there was a man with a really touching story about leukaemia (sorry if it's spelt wrongly) that did manage to force a tear from my eye. So the whole evening sort of redeemed itself.

After the presentations the 5 of us (one of the coaches didn't bring a guest) went to wetherspoons and my friend was in there so I could finally meet her new(ish) boyfried because she said I had to give approval of him. But after a while they left, which was just as well really because I was feeling like a third part, and it was the five of us again. Once they were a bit drunk they got all philosophical and it was embarassing! But thankfully the other +one wasn't drunk, he'd had the same but I think he may be built like an Ox, so there was at least someone (really should have been my dad, I suppose) to shout when this guy thought I was on my own and decided to grab my bum. So yeah after that everything was just as boring but I had this person constantly watching to make sure no-one was looking at me funny.

All of this, and the fact I'm writing instead of out on the town, just make it even less likely that I'll ever meet a guy that might actually go out with me. Or not even someone to go out with me but just kiss me once and then never see me again, that'd do fine, at least I;d know what ot felt like then.

Oh well, that whole entry was probably longer than the biology coursework that I actually did on the end.

I'll try to white tomorrow, after the party. Hehe!

Beth xx

At Home

Ok, this is kind of like a diary, a place where I can vent and rant and just go on about things that have happened in the day. No-one has to read this but I felt like I had to remind myself that this will be a once-a-day thing. Righty-ho then, I'll post later!

Beth XX