The Sanitorium

Under The Sign Of The Hourglass

Thursday 9th September 1993

Enrol for classes tonight.
French is two year 2 hours per day 3 days per week - sadly decide it's not worth while. Andy said Roade school do A level evening classes. Asked him to have a look see or something. Went and enrolled for english lit/lang A level. Is costing me 30 quid-ish. First book (we do 6) is sons and lovers (D.H. Lawrence) dug out my parents old copy. Went out with Scott + Steve + saw paul later. They were dogging me to stay out and drink and all which I feel I don't have the time or money for - and to be honest with you I wouldn't enjoy much - certainly not enough to justify the hassle. It really pissed me off their sorrowful nagging at me calling me boring and so on. Fuck off you sad losers.
Got a cheque to pay in tomorrow - will bring me well below my o/d level. Will buy James CD for Rachel and post her the letter on Sat perhaps. Might buy a stereo soon and sell my old one. Not sure. Fancy getting my computer rigged up too. With decent hard disk and VGA colour screen. Tired now.
Seems stupid leaving this big gap here. Went to Duston at lunch time. Also dropped in on Helen. Don't know when I'll ever see Sadie. Steve was bad mouthing her again. He was only joking I suppose. Golly she's a treat though. Will anything happen?

I am bored to tears, home James.

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