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Phoned my dearest friend Jas who loves me. Huh.

Now that she thinks she has got a “proper” boyfriend she acts like she is one hundred and eighty.

“Look, Gee-gee, I can’t talk really because I am on the dash to meet Tom. Dig you later, though. Ciao for now.”

…Ciao for now? I wonder if she has finally snapped? Nobody really cares about me. No one wants you when you are in trouble; no one is interested when you are not the life and soul of the party. I may have to try to make it up with God again at this rate.