You'd think that as I'm 'walking the dog' as often as I possibly can, people would at least have the decency to stay at home glued to their window, waiting for me to pass by. I mean, that's not too much to ask, is it? People these days disgust me. I have the MK workshop in 6 days. This would be fine, except for that fact that on Friday night I had a dream about it. The whole thing turned out to be a disaster so bad that I burst into tears and left Miriam to do it by herself. So now I'm really looking forward to it! Yesterday evening, I went to the Flying Fox with my family. However, I'd totally forgotten that two people I was at school with now work there. I think they've both changed looks-wise more than anybody else from school that I've seen, so much so that I almost didn't recognise them. And when I saw Eddie, I wondered whether he recognised me. I know that Matt did, because he saw me when I was with my family, but when Eddie saw me, I was on my own. That's not highly relevant, anyway. The thing that I liked was that I no longer feel intimidated by them. I don't feel inferior anymore, they just my equals. At school, that was never the case, because I was far too quite, and so cast aside into the 'unpopulars' (who all seem to have been destined to become bitchtards). So yeah, it was just nice to feel like that. And in the car on the way home, I saw a former friend and present bitchtard. It seems that the camera really does lie-she actually looks half attractive in photos, but in real life, it seems she's just as plain as ever. I know I'm not a particularly wonderful person for being hugely happy about this, but then, I never said I was perfect.