I spent the day at a friends house, and another friend who has been in Singapore for two years came round. It was jolly.

Then when it was time for me to leave, my friend said that if I didn't leave his house now, he'd call the police...it's stuff like that that makes me feel hurt inside.

I came back home and my brother had set up a microphone so I could sing whilst he played the drums, etc. But I didn't feel like singing, I felt like crying.

I won't go into it here, but it's all about how I'm jealous that a friendship between one of my friends, and another of my friends (not the one from singapore) grew and prospered whilst her friendship with me waned considerably. It's comments like: "oh, and this is a picture of who she fancies" that really make you feel the old "why does she not tell me anything?".