I enrolled at college today. It is always a good start when you see your timetable is about as organised as a scrambled egg. And there is a queue for student cards snaking down two corridors. I kept myself amused by listening to two girls loudly having a debate about being lesbian (or not, as they both claimed.) I say "debate"; it was more a repetition of the word "lesbian" very loudly and very many times.


This is the first time I have been on my own for days. It feels slightly bizarre. No best friend talking at the speed of light, and musing about re-decorating. (She suggests I ask my friends to make "breast prints" on my beautiful white walls. God knows what that means. I didn't dare ask.) No Grumpy Matt cutting up my new Visa Electron card accidentally. Gone is my virtual money!

All I need now is some squeaky dolphin music and a new book.