I never know what to call these posts. I eiter bit random song names or something boring.
This blog helps me loads 
. I managed to ask mum about some things I was talking about on here yesterday last night. About how she said she felt so free without him. I just said that it seemed like everyone had forgotten abot everything that we talked about exept me and that I kind of didn't understand it. But the thing is, when I actually find the nerve to say it I can't follow it thru like, I have to pretend I have to go and do something cause I don't want to know her answer. Mainly because I know her answer will be saying I'm wrong when I know I'm right. Or she'll be sticking up for Hugh and I don't want to hear that anymore cause it hurts too much. 
I sound lame again.
Beckie won't talk to me anymore. I don't know what I've done. I hate not knowing where I stand with people. This happens to me all the time, I'm trying really hard to help people and then they suddenly turn against me and hate my guts when I don't think I've done anything wrong. Mum does this a lot aswell 
. And Hugh actually, with John. Hugh's messing around so John gets over hyper and then when he's all over excited Hugh'll say something to comepletly put him down and get all annoyed when it was Hugh that started the whole thing off in the first place.
And he's completly fucked up mum's work for the next few days. He's told this client of his that mum'll do all his typing up for the next few days when she actually does't have time and this guys writing is impossible to read, and apprently most of what you can read doesn't make sense. Why can't he do his won bloody typing?
Trying to help Beccay. (different one) I feel really sorry for her 
. One of her friends died about a year ago and she went to put some flowers on his grave yesterday and when she got there she found someone had graffitied all over it... She then had to go and tell his parents what had happened, which was awful. I seriously don't understand who would be fucking sick enough to deface and headstone. What.. how could you possibly get any pleasure out of doing something like that?
I didn't know how to help, I just like.. said I hoped they could clean it up. I think I might have helped a bit with some of her other stuff tho, there's this guy who's kind of.. not the best boyfriend material (known to be a lot of an arsehole) but he's been going on about liking her, so she was gunna tell him she'd changed her mind yesterday but when she went round to his he was kissing her best mate 
I told her to give him to nice kick in the balls 
. And she laughed so like.. I hope she feels a teennyy bit better.
Did anyone watch that Little Devil thing that's been on ITV the last few weeks?
Hugh and mum watched it with me last night.
xxx
