We live for days like these

Another day in Manchester. One thinks to oneself that they are getting rather repetitive. But then you watch as the number 8 bus closes its doors in Jonny and Adam's faces and drives off. Adam shouts "Noooo!" and Jonny runs after it. You are now bent double in hysterics at the bus stop, realising why life is so much fun.

As we trot along to Victoria, Caffe Nero's finest hot chocolates in hand, Maura tells me of an incident, steeped in geekish humour. "I said something about the epitome [ep-i-to-me] of something and Jade said "Do you mean epitome [epi-tome]?" ". Giggling in self-confident glee, I realise how much of a nerd I really am. This notion is compounded by my extreme affinity for this calendar about common misuse of the English language.

I am very nearly seventeen years old. In fiftenn minutes I can alter my msn name to say ZWEI instead of DREI (tagen). Oh, the excitement.