What a wicked year it’s been!!!! I’ve found a girl who thinks more of a cesspit than of me!!! We’ve got a dog which is now on heat!! (fertile!!!) And Mum & Dad still think I’ve got a bad report!!! I suppose I’m the only one this could happen to anyway!!! Euan Anderson is staying the night here after the party!!! Olly has gone to Ben’s, Mum & Dad have gone somewhere else and I have gone to Matt’s for my party!!! 10.30pm: Realised that I have forgotten the key!!!! All about the party tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
New Year’s Eve 1986.
So there you have it. The whole of my 1986. Typical that I end it with a bit of a moan but there you go. I’d like to think that cesspits perform quite a useful role in society although you wouldn’t want one in your house & they do tend to get a bit whiffy if you don’t keep an eye on them. I don’t know why a dog on it’s blob is such a big deal either, apart for the fact you’ve got follow it around the house with kitchen roll & Dettol spray on the off chance it stains the carpet with drippage. Actually that would get a bit tedious after a while.
My school report. Yeah, whatever! More important things to think about – Paaartaaay! Of course I won’t be writing about the party tomorrow as this is the final entry. I can safely say that it involved lots of party poppers, silly string, general silliness and copious amounts of pre-stashed booze…
It’s been an interesting experience this publishing my secret diary as a 13 year old, 25 years after the event each day for a whole year malarkey. It’s mad to think that I am 3 times older now than I was when I started writing the first entry on 1st Jan 1986! And maybe a little wiser.
So what’s changed? Well, I don’t use nearly as many exclamation marks for a start. My hand writing is just as bad but my spelling has improved immensely. “Surgery” – there you go. I will never, ever again spell it “Sergery”. 🙂 I’ve also hooked up with some fab people from way back that I may not have done otherwise. Thanks to everyone who left feedback & comments too.
That’s it! Time to say “Goodbye 1986” and “Hello 1987” New York Style… 🙂
Matt Toplis (Aged 39 1/24)