You Think You've Got It...
Friday
Rawkers. Me, Louise & Lauren got to be on the door & sell little tickelets. It was dead good, 'cause y'know. We could'a turned folk away & we're not even old enough to be there. :P (Cept Lauren)
Ended up going to Crawfords which was fun & not so fun at points, like when I was falling off the couch & he wouldn't move 'cause he was too drunk, or when he put the fucking shaver at my head & I was all...scared. Yes. Mean folk. Girlie can't get a good sleep anywhere anymore.
Saturday
Went back to Louise's & got some food & a nice, wee bath. Ashley came up & we (plus Colette) ended up going to Largs for some reason. What a riot. Not really. I did however get a shot on the dance machine. I've waited so long. I could'a died. I'm so unfit without it. Sigh.
Some old guy got on our train home & started to moo, meow & neigh. He was a fucking retard.
Sunday
Me & Crawford came to mine & watched some good, ole tv. Went to Louise's at night & got dead drunk. Such a good night & Crawford couldn't get in my mad sleeping bag thing because I WAS TOO DRUNK TO MOVE FOR HIM so I got my own back & it made me dead happy.
Today
...Glasshouse & then back to Louises. Dead good fun. Jolly good laugh there. I wanna a frog.
...Might get kicked out, but me & Louise are planning our move. HOW BIG ARE WE? It'll be dead good if it all happens. I'm excited.
That's all. I'm a bit paranoid now. Silly stuff, me. Silly. Silly.
Rawkers. Me, Louise & Lauren got to be on the door & sell little tickelets. It was dead good, 'cause y'know. We could'a turned folk away & we're not even old enough to be there. :P (Cept Lauren)
Ended up going to Crawfords which was fun & not so fun at points, like when I was falling off the couch & he wouldn't move 'cause he was too drunk, or when he put the fucking shaver at my head & I was all...scared. Yes. Mean folk. Girlie can't get a good sleep anywhere anymore.
Saturday
Went back to Louise's & got some food & a nice, wee bath. Ashley came up & we (plus Colette) ended up going to Largs for some reason. What a riot. Not really. I did however get a shot on the dance machine. I've waited so long. I could'a died. I'm so unfit without it. Sigh.
Some old guy got on our train home & started to moo, meow & neigh. He was a fucking retard.
Sunday
Me & Crawford came to mine & watched some good, ole tv. Went to Louise's at night & got dead drunk. Such a good night & Crawford couldn't get in my mad sleeping bag thing because I WAS TOO DRUNK TO MOVE FOR HIM so I got my own back & it made me dead happy.
Today
...Glasshouse & then back to Louises. Dead good fun. Jolly good laugh there. I wanna a frog.
...Might get kicked out, but me & Louise are planning our move. HOW BIG ARE WE? It'll be dead good if it all happens. I'm excited.
That's all. I'm a bit paranoid now. Silly stuff, me. Silly. Silly.