I know we haven't spoken in a while, I've been busy up to my eyes revising. It seems like for once I actually got the wrong impression of Manchester. It's not all that bad. I guess BBC News only show the bad aspects of Manchester. Well at least this part is quite upper class. They are snobby, but no way near as snobby as the people in Cambridge.
There is a boy called Nicholas, he seems lovely. Ok, i'll let you into a secret... I really fancy him. I think there's a bit of a love triangle, well actually there is. William asked me out, it was so funny. He made such a big fuss over it which I clearly wasn't interested. It was quite fun stringing him along though. I felt bad after he told me about his parents but you know... I'm interested in Nicholas.
Nicholas is so gorgeous, he has such a fit body. We keep catching eyes on opposite sides of the class room and then he does this fit smirk and flicks his hair. Hot or not? HOT.
(The image of Nicholas was suited here because I was explaining in my diary entry what he looked like and how I felt towards meeting him for the first time and being instantly attracted to him.)
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