gotta get thru this....
Comedy store was great Last Night!
Rich rang me saying he couldn't afford to come to the comedy store - so my mum offered to pay for him (as she wanted a male with us). I knew damn well he had the money and that he was only saying it so we would pay for it, i said so to my mum, and she agreed but said she still wanted him there - I don't know why! So i tell him we will be meeting my friend Anna* at 8.30 and that i would be round his house at 8. I arrive and he's not even ready yet. We get the 8.29 bus into town - already late.
We went for a drink in a pub before getting the train and Anna bought her first legal drink yay! lol Bumped into a couple of people, the first of which was Evan* - a friend i went to college with. Spoke a bit in college, but talk more now on MSN. Sweet guy. Had a good chat and a laugh. Then i saw Roberta* - an aquaintance from the second college i went to. We kept arranging to meet up but it never materialised for one reason or another. Had a catch up with her which was nice.
We got the train, it was very weird at the train station (only a small station), police and sniffer dogs everywhere - obviously had a tip off of some description. There was also a metal detector with a sign saying STOP KNIFE CRIME. I think a guy got done for having weed on him as we went to the platform.
Got to Waterloo Station and got straight into a cab, watched a bit of Fawltey Towers on Cabvision (i LOVE cabvision lol). Naturally, Rich didn't cough up a penny for the taxi journey - but promptly went off to buy himself a packet of cigarettes.
The comedy was great, very funny, except for Phil Nichol, he was quite funny, but not as funny as the others i didn't think - was a bit mad for me. I got ripped the piss out of when i went to the loo - apparently i was "going for a poo" and me and this other girl who went to the loo were lesbians - apparently. Oh, and apparently i am so tiny i couldn't take it all in....nice. :|
After the show, we stayed for one drink - then walked around a bit - saw no where was open and called a cab. We walked down the cut, and eventually found a bar that was open (it was about 3.30AM by then). Rich was very drunk now - where as Me and Anna were practically sober now. Someone tried to start a fight with the bouncer, which was quite amusing. Rich continued to get drunk.
At about 4.45AM we went back to Waterloo Station, Rich suddenly said "I need to sit down", Anna and I left him on some chairs, and went to the loo and then saw Costa was open so we bought some food and some hot chocolate (was very cold now). As we walked back i said to Anna, "Look he's out of it". As we approached Rich, he was sitting in one of the chairs, his head lolling around, fast asleep, with dribble dropping down his chin. I used the reciept i had just been given and wiped his mouth - turned to Anna and said "I've had enough of this - i'm not his fucking mother. It's not my responsibility to look after him - he should be looking after us."
We managed to wake him up, i tried to get him to eat some crisps, but he wouldn't. A couple of guys came up to us, asking me for a light, which i gave one of them. They said Rich looked stoned on crystal meth - he did, but i know he wasn't, he always looks stoned when he's drunk. One of the guys asked if he was my boyfriend, i said no, then he asked if he was my brother, i said no, so he said "i'll sit down then" - they both completely ignore Anna - i felt awful for her. I chatted to them for a bit, not wanting to be rude, purely for the fact that if they got funny, i would hardly have Rich to protect me. Also, as i was walking to the loo earlier on with Anna, some guys shouted out to me "Will you marry me?" - I'll be honest it made me feel good - it shoudln't cuz they were pissed off their faces, but still, it made me feel better. I also got chatted up by the guy who was trying to start the fight in the bar - he was asking lots of questions that didn't make any sense as he was off his face - i just replied and walked off. Anna said to me, "You are so patient, i would have turned round and slapped him". I guess i'm just used to be around drunks - and i don't want to upset anyone - these days anyone could pull a knife on you. I find it better to just humour them and make your excuses to leave - be polite.
We got on the train, it would take us about an hour to get home (as opposed to the usual half an hour) as it was so early the only trains you can get are the slow ones.
Rich spread himself out on some chairs and fell asleep, as did Anna. I nicked Rich's Ipod and tried to stay awake - seeing as it had somehow become my responsibility to wake everyone up in time.
When we got close to home i woke Anna up and tried to wake Rich up - from shaking him, to shouting at him to hitting him. I sat on his stomach, and he pushed me off - pretty damn violently. But he wouldn't wake up. I was so close to leaving him on the train - he had embarrassed me infront of my friend enough already for one day. But naturally, my conscience wouldn't allow me to do it and i eventually shouted, quite horribly, enough to get him up and about.
We got a cab home - it was pissing down with rain. I got home about 6.45AM. Took my sleeping tablets and went to bed. And all i could think about was Ryan* - a life long friend of mine. We used to be best friends up until we were about 7 or so. We didn't speak that much after that - just mixed in different circles. Then when we were 15 - we went on holiday. Me and my friends and Ryan and his family (my mum was good friends with his parents). It was a great week. Ryan was so sweet. You have to understand, at school, he had the reputation of being the hard man - you don't cross him. He will beat the shit out of you. But on holiday, he was just lovely. We had long chats about God and the universe. He confessed to crying when he watched Titanic. He was my best friend again.
Of course, when we got back to school i didn't speak to him again. The last time i saw him was on his 18th birthday (over a year ago) when mum and I went round to drop his card and present off.
I don't know why he popped into my head - but for some reason all i could think about was what it would be like to be with him - to be his girlfriend. Very weird. I wish i could call him - but it's been too long now. Our mums don't really speak that much anymore - they had a falling out.
I slept till 5pm lol, came downstairs and mum had bought me some stuff in town. She bought 3 new white bras for me, trying to help me feel a bit better about the whole boob issue - unfortunately only one of them fitted. She also bought me a gorgeous black and white dress from Jane Norman - which pretty much fitted. But you could see my bra poking out - and i burst into tears. I guess everything had just got to me. And in terms of the clothes, i can never wear a top without my bra showing - my shoulders aren't big enough to hold the tops properly and i just wouldn't feel comfortable going out without a bra on - i'd just feel too flat. Mum tried to console me, saying we would get one of neighbours to alter it for me and my other clothes too - bless her heart. She really is the best mum in the world.
Haven't spoken to Rich since this morning - but when i do i am going to have such a go at him, i am so angry with him.