Tuesday 11th December 1984

And I put the 12th on my Maths paper!

I have done my back in. On the way home I kept thinking it would collapse on me but apart from some close shaves it didn't.

Maths was relatively hard. Challenging is the word.

I can just about talk to Rachel. *

The old - very old, in fact - classic song "Dance" but previously called "Timing and precision" - has been brought into "Dance", a song about girls and discos which has been a lyric for a long time. **

I feel like sending my horrible Stanwell Xmas card to Bartlett anonymously, writing the message "This is all your fault" on it.

I think I've just titled this book

Latin tomorrow. I hate Latin with the intensity that I hate certain people in school. ***

I should really be writing The Teacher Files. I should really be writing my play. I should really be doing revision. But instead I'm playing "Ralf and Florian" relatively loud.

This seems like a very good time to say "End of book 13" so I will.

END OF BOOK 13!

OK?
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Footnotes

* I mean... Really...  This was probably true. For someone with raging teenage hormones and undiagnosed autism, a simple statement like that is probably hiding a lot. Maybe I could talk to her? I don't know. There's a lot to unpack in those seven words. But did I talk to Rachel? Hell no 

** Don't remember writing a lyric called "Dance". Whatever I thought it was, it was called "Timing and precision" on "Learns to dance". Confused?

*** Ah yes, Latin. In my third year I could choose two languages from French, German and Latin. Being a Kraftwerk fan German was always my first choice. Noticing that my crush Debbie had chosen Latin, I chose that. On the one hand there were only about eight of us in the class and it was a good chance to spend time with her. On the other hand she moved away after one term of the fourth year and I was stuck doing an O Level in a language I hated and had only chosen to be in the presence of my first crush. Crushed? Yes I was. 

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