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Steve. Female. Nineteen. England.
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'It's my life's ambition to fight dinosaurs. And save the world.'

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Tuesday, 29 May 2012

M. Sixty-Seven.

Chapter Fifty Seven: Inconsiderate neighbours

Since my mum and dad are away for the week I thought that I would treat myself to a super long lay in. I didn’t set my alarm and just generally though stuff it. I felt I deserved one after being up at 5 yesterday morning. However, my pig of a neighbour decided that at ten to 8 in the morning he was going to electronically sand his car! And just when I thought he was done he went and put the radio on loud enough for him to hear over the revving of his car. I was so pissed that I slammed my window as loud as I could as a hint. He looked up at me, waved, mouthed a good morning and went back to revving. Dick.