A Curious Girl: What was your name? Daniel?

Seems like ages since I last wrote. I'll try and recount what has happened since Tuesday.

I went to Christian Union on Tuesday, David wasn't there but we discussed assemblies and advertising the CU (Mrs. Cook, for some reason, has completely gone off posters) and I suggested that instead of the boring old announcement "The Christian Union will be meeting today and if you are interested please come along" we do something a little more dynamic, and perhaps some of us students do something instead of getting a teacher to do it. That would make it seem more accesible. This was taken fairly well, and Mrs. Cook said that we Sixth Formers could do something for the older uniform guys. Chris said, "Oh yes, David could do it too, I mean, head boy pulls a lot of weight."

"He pulls some other things too," said my mouth before my brain had a chance to intervene.

Sarah, the all-knowing (I'm joking, of course, but I believe I or someone else told her about David, probably Chris seeing as she is her sister) looked at me and smiled, and Christina of the no-discretion whatsoever (OK, it was my fault) said, "Oh get over him!"

The following scene was rather funny, as Sarah told me I was going red, and I wasn't surprised as my face felt so hot. Anyway, the CU now definitely knows about me and David. Not that I mind, so Chris, I'm not expecting another e-mail asking for forgiveness, actually I found it amusing, as you could see by the way I was laughing my head off and covering up my blushing face.

Oddly enough, the other David reminded us that our great head boy told us he'd had a vision in which he was doing an assembly. He's that kind of guy. Very spiritual, and I guess this is God's plan, which means we have nothing to worry about.

Wednesday I saw him (David) from up the computer room stairs whilst I was with Abi, discussing anti-depressants and girlfriends, and I called down to him. He didn't hear me until Abi screamed after him, and then, apart from his customary greeting "All right?" and then walking off before he found out, I did not hear what he said. Abi said, "He called you Chris!" and I stormed home (on the bus) and screamed at everyone that he couldn't get my name right and that I'm over him for sure.

Today, Chris and I mused over this, and the explanations we came up with were
1) He actually fancies Chris, and wished it was her sweetly calling his name, and then getting Abi to assist.
2) He actually fancies me, and the name thing is just unfortunate. In fact, this is why he rejected me. Because he'd be so embarrassed if on a date he called me Chris.

We could always add to this 3) He thinks Abi is Christina, which Mum has done on the phone. I like this one best, but prefer 2), if you see what I mean.

Finished the Canterbury Tales Essay. It was a suck-up-isn't-Chaucer-great essay.

John E. apparently wouldn't let Lesley C. have our practical books for today's assessed practical, and I can just imagine the scene.

"Hello Mr. E, is there any way I could have the practical books for the Year 12 chemistry group?"

"No, I'm afraid not. You should have come earlier Lesley (not Dr. C, notice) I have started teaching a lesson. You can come back at lunch time."

He probably made her feel stupid. He always does that to me.

Been reading 'Tis and it is excellent.

Must go now. Braithwaites will be on, and now David's left Alison, she's going to have dinner with Graham, because his marriage to Helen has broken down too. Maybe Helen and David will get together, but somehow I doubt it.

More stuff to write. There's always more stuff to write. I bought some watercolour paper today. I want to do some painting.

Love,

Helen.

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