Apr. 12th, 2002
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Apr. 12th, 2002 10:26 pmI hate Lichfield
All the fecking memories. I can't look at a bus, park bench, person without thinking of a memory of something that went on here. It's like everything is out to get me and remind me that this isn't Leeds. I went out to the pub tonight and the first comment I got was "woah, look at her, I've got a cob on". Fucking small minded-assholes in this fucking small-minded hole. I got looks and stares everywhere, and I wasn't even dressed that bad! I had one drink and came home. I'm fed up.
I'm also scared of offending my mother every time I say this. I guess she knows how I feel about this hole. Well, I did just tell her in the car, so she must o.O;; She feels like it's her fault. Everyone outgrows where they live. I've just done it. I don't want to ever come back here, but I've only got 7 weeks left in Leeds. 7 FUCKING WEEKS? :/ I don't wanna leave. ever. It strains things too much between me and Zell, I want to stay.