Beetlebum - Damon Albarn

10

27th July 1994

So much had happened this past month. It went by in a flash of cameras.

Me and Damon had decided that although we didn't know what was going on with us it was funny so why waste it? He'd stay with Justine and I'd continue whatever my love life had going on. We'd meet up almost everyday, it wasn't always a sexual thing, he'd pop over and we'd cook together - which he was surprisingly good at.

I'd even gone to his place a few times, his and hers place, i felt bad for Justine sometimes, I'd never met her personally but she seemed like a nice girl. The most serious thing I'd had was either with Rudd or Liam and as we all know, they weren't/aren't exactly healthy. I'd never been in love with someone like Justine and Damon are. He tells me she doesn't mind because she used to let him when he tours, maybe that's just what it's like when you're in love. Maybe the person is too important to let go of over something.

Maybe that's why I didn't mind Liam sleeping around, did I love Liam? I'd never thought of him as a serious boyfriend before. I mean, of course I loved him, but was I in love with him? Surely I'd know.

Speaking of Liam. Oasis have been doing amazing. There's so much media hype and anticipation for Definitely Maybe, it's always mentioned somewhere if I open NME. I've even been recognised a few times when walking around, that was weird.

I'd also become good friends with Ariana, it was nice, it wasn't until I'd became her friend I'd realised my life was completely surrounded by boys, it was refreshing having someone around like her.

She was amazing, she dressed like Pamela Des Barres and acted like Linda McCartney. She'd put Twiggy eyeliner on every morning and looked just as stunning each time. A bit of a hippie type you could say. Her accent was that of a posh one, her parents kicked her out when she changed her lifestyle from that of a pristine little girl to a rockstars wet dream, and when she started making friends outside of private school they'd had enough of it.

I'd found out the reason she gave me the rest of the coke was because her boyfriend, Charlie, was a drug dealer. I'd met Charlie a few time's, they were completely different on the outside, her groupie aesthetic completely clashed with his late 70s punk self, yet they made it work so effortlessly.

Charlie has bright green shaved hair, he wears at least one item of leather any chance he gets, and always with his signature Doc Martin boots of which he's always switching brightly coloured laces. He's cockney, the embodiment of a failed education system.

It's strange how the most socially disrupt looking people have the most stable relationship out of anyone I've met. They're truly soulmates to me.

Currently, me and Ariana were walking around Tesco's, shopping for the both of us. We shared a trolley which I was currently pushing around. There was so much random shit in it and I couldn't tell you why, I just needed a pint of milk and some ham.

She grabs a large box of Kellogg's Cheerios, raising her eyebrows at me not speaking a word.

"Fucking go for it!" I exclaimed, leaning foreword into the trolley.

The both of us were giddy from the coke we took at her and Charlie's place before leaving, we genuinely only wanted to come out for a pleasant shop but got too bored whilst waiting for Charlie to get back, when he never did we just left and made sure to lock up.

I had on some black cycling shorts and one of Liams Light blue Adidas jumpers on, it reached mid thigh and I had one of the longs sleeves rolled off, showing my stick skinny arms in contrast to my wide hips and long legs. I also had a black bucket hat and rose tinted round sunglasses on.