FOOK OFF, I’M CACKERED!
‘Can You Party’ – Royal House
Today we cleared up the wreckage of the Fashion Show, and I now find myself very relaxed and comfortable around Larry when he’s ‘off-duty’ and being blatant with his tireless and hugely funny homosexual innuendo. I’ve no idea if he fancies me or if he’s just playing with my head, but I love responding now and bringing it back to him. We get along so well. He’s not just the head of department, he’s a friend. An annoying friend sometimes, but a friend all the same. Funny that.
Oh, and we’re getting a new Dance Studio! GOOD, EH?
All afternoon, I slept at Donna’s (she lives over the road from college and has a room in a house).
In the evening, we all got ourselves ready for the Valentine’s Disco. Emma looked gorgeous + I think we all had a really great time. I danced to nearly everything, and for the first time I REALLY relaxed into it and just let myself go. No longer self-conscious, I feel like my dancing is really coming on. And I felt great when Emma came up to me and told me I was a BRILLIANT dancer! SKILL!
‘Can U Dig It?’ – Pop Will Eat Itself
For about ½ an hour, the disco went weird; it was like an Old NORCAT Goth Reunion. There were loads of ’87 faces on the dance floor, including me, Roger Watson, Suz Cole, Nyall Watson, Solomon Brown, Holly Blue, Blondie + Kevin Wood. All of us there, dancing together at once (and none of us really that Gothic any more) – probably for the last time.
The disco was good. Roger’s getting off with a girl who takes him to posh restaurants just cos she loves him – good, eh?
A few people I didn’t know came up to me and told me they enjoyed THE CHINESE PLAY saying it was (and I quote): ‘BRILLIANT!’ and ‘EXCELLENT!’
The most terrifying bit of the disco was when a girl I hardly know – Paula Clarke, who was one of the make-up team on Macbeth – came up to me, grabbed me and kissed me. She wouldn’t stop telling me I was gorgey + nice + lovely since my change of image. Then she grabbed me and kissed me again. I don’t particularly fancy her, so it irritated me more than anything – especially as I now only have eyes for Emma. Thank god she wasn’t there at that moment. It would have been very embarrassing and very awkward. But that said, it does seem that more people are finding me fanciable these days. That’s the word on the street, anyway!
It was a fun night. I loved it. Emma + I spent the nite together – and there’s no sexual innuendo to be had there, either. We just cuddled + talked, and that was GORGEOUS enough, thanks!
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