Mostly, anyway.

Went to the pub with my oldest friend G and a group of people we went to school with who I haven't seen for years, all guys. I was slightly worried due to the fact that I stole one of their girlfriends about 4 years ago - B of course, the scandal that caused! - but even he seems to have stopped hating me - I got a hug and was told I smelt nice *thumbs up*

Everyone kept asking where B was at first, but she lives in the middle of nowhere and couldn't get a lift down. I can't believe I'm saying this, but - it was actually a nice change that she wasn't there. She's so pretty and interesting, events always become about her. We could all talk and do the quiz without it all being "B B B remember this remember that?". Grr.

None of them have changed a bit, aside from all getting rather fat and/or beefed up. I went out with one of them in year 7 (oh to be 11 again) and his best mate in year 9 (oh to be 13 with fantastic tits again) and they are both still hot :b (and the latter being the one B was supposed to be going out with, acutally. In fact, she went out with the other one too. We all had each other, really. School was a bit inbred and incestuous at times).

Of course, like at school, I was still the one on the edge. Everyone still seems to be achieving more than me, earning more, buying houses, living with partners...blah blah blah. At least now that we've all grown up nobody felt the need to pull my hairbobble out and run around holding it out of my reach until I cried.

Somehow I ended up with a rep for being a bollock kicker, but they brought it on themselves I think.

I'm going to Greenwich for New Year to stay with G, I can't wait, because...I have never been to London. Fish Boy is driving us both down :)