So we moved into the second half of the year.
Due to the issue with my contacts, I wore my specs on the second day of sixth form induction. To my diary, I made my feelings clear in no uncertain terms ‘hated it… disgusting.’ I then went on to discuss my feelings for a particular girl – another one that I saw only from afar, and I think, didn’t ever speak to, never mind make the fateful request. Typical.