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Saturday 10th April 1998
Cordelia is clearly a bitch-queen whore. She didn't come to my party. Then again neither did anyone else. I had even got cream eggs in especially for her. Still I enjoyed myself. Actually that's a lie. I listened to Stephen Fry's "The Hippopotamus" till I fell asleep. It is, to be brutally honest, a disappointment to discover, again, at 22 years of age, that I am not popular. Just when I was beginning to feel nearly human. I clearly am some sort deformed and smelly troglodyte with a number of unpleasant and communicable diseases. What utter bastards. What a bitch.
I can't write any more tonight. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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