1. I have been bullied in my life for only 2 things, but those things are physical. Only one of my followers knows on of these. It's been hard, I tell you. And it's knocked the confidence a hell of a lot.
2. My first kiss was last June or July. I thought he was something special. I thought for so long. Now I think he's a prick. Now, he is a prick. He lives up to his name.
3. My Granddad died a couple of years back, it was June or July. (still get confused by those months) He meant a lot to me, a great deal. We didn't talk about personal life, he never saw me cry, but he ws there. He was the one who made things so simple, seem so nice. I have his eyes. His dark brown eyes. His smiling eyes. I have his smile. I even remember the story of me appearing in the tummy.
Dad: "Hey Dad, Kate's pregnant!"
Granddad: "Oh, that's lovely. Look at this now."
He showed something so different, dismissed something big, possibly because he wasn't one for big news. Perhaps because he had waited so long for Dad to find someone.....
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