Its easter sunday, and there are things i could do, like have my hair cut, or come into school to pick up my copy of Planta Medica which has my paper published in it (yay!), but I don't. why? I suppose I want to savour some stress free hours in my parent's back garden even though the weather is not as good as it was on wednesday and thursday, away from the cruel world. unfortunately as I have to drive to Great Yarmouth tomorrow, I have to come into school today, and I venture out of the house in the evening. And sure enough, stress, stress, stress. First, my car starts whining in a worrying way. I don't know what it is, but it started yesterday, when I accidentally drove on the motorway for something like 15 or more minutes in fourth gear. and that upset me some what, i was hoping that the noise would go away by itself, but it would seem that it hasn't, and probably won't. It seems like a problem that can only get worse and worse, as i embark on a 2 + hour on the motorway tomorrow.
And then when I get to school, to my horror, I see Gus' car parked outside. Gus is a technician who's worked at the school for years now, who about a year ago professed undying adoration for me and tricked me into taking a laptop off of him, ever since which i have gone out of my way to avoid being alone with him again, which was slightly tricky at times as we work in the same department. With my heart pounding and cold sweat breaking out on to my shaky hands I creep into the building. I make my way cautiously to the reception to check out the book where people coming into the building have to sign in, to make sure it is his car outside. To my horror again I heard his voice, he was saying hello to someone at reception, but fortunately I am around the corner and out of sight. I literally scarper down the hall, terrified that he would some how end up coming down my way on some errand or other, and not knowing where else to go I run to hide in the toilets. I cowered in there for i think something like 5 minutes before creeping out into the hall again, checking both ways first to see if the coast was clear. then I get into the lifts and get off two floors above mine. Finally when I got out I went over to the window to check if his car was still there and to my unutterable relief, it was gone. And now i have to phone up someone to tell them about it, i can hardly believe it happened myself.