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I can’t sleep, life is too brilliant. I may never sleep again.

It was such a fab night. We talked for a bit– well, I said, “My dad had his shoes blown off by a rogue bore,” and he said, “Does anything normal ever happen to you?” Which I took as a compliment.

He played me a song on his guitar. I didn’t really know what to do when he did that. I just sat on the sofa next to him with an attractive half-smile on my face and my arms crossed). It was quite a long song and by the end of it my cheeks ached like billio. In fact, I think I might have cheek strain. I tried to keep my nose sucked in at the same time; I didn’t want it wandering across my face.

He told me that he is going to go to university to do music properly. I said, “I’m going to be a vet.” I don’t know why as I’m not. I didn’t seem to be able to make anything come out of my mouth that had anything to do with my brain. He looked into my eyes and went quiet, and I went quiet and looked back at him. I tried not to blink. That seemed to go on for about a million years. In the end I had a sort of nervy spasm and went and looked at a photograph of a dog that was on a table. He probably thinks I am obsessed with animals as I am a trainee vet (not).

He came over and put his arm round my shoulder. I had an overwhelming urge to start doing Cossack dancing as a very funny joke, but just in time I remembered that boys don’t like girls for jokes. Then he kissed me. I think he may be the best snogger in the universe. Although I have only snogged two other boys so far, and one of those was part boy part whelk, so I can’t be entirely sure. SG does that varying pressure thing that Rosie says foreign boys do. You know, soft and then hard and then medium and then hard again. I could have quite literally snogged until the cows came home. And when they came home I would have shouted, “WHAT HAVE YOU COWS COME HOME FOR? CAN’T YOU SEE I’M SNOGGING, YOU STUPID HERBIVORES???”

I think I may be a bit feverish.