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gosh, where do i start? i suppose i've had a few fun-filled days, which for me is a new experience. my daily routine mostly consists of waking up, getting dressed, cleaning the house, and walking the dog. i'd then come on msn out of pure desperation that some poor sap would talk to me, but that's always a no no. i'd then look for jobs, get refused jobs, thus leading to wallow in self pity, cry like an emofag, potter around my ever so small room, then probably listen to music.
but on monday night, after watching the second part and the last in series of 'waking the dead'. there was a knock at the door, shock horror. could this be? someone knocking on the door at 10pm? my god no! - that's what my mum always thinks. or she asks "who could that be at this time?" - listen mum if i was actually psychic then i probably could tell you, but seen as i'm sat on the couch where you are, probably wondering the exact same thing, then i'm going to have no idea.
anyway it turns out it was mike and steven, asking for me. i go to the door, mike is blatently pissed, steven was just being himself which in all fairness is a complete tosser. but i should give hom some credit, since he let me in his house and drink some of his beer. so anyway i got invited to steven's house, to some party that was going on. i didn't have any idea where steven lived, but it turns out he lives on the next road, everyone else seemed to know, but no one ever informs me of anything. when i did eventually get there, after washing my hair because it was actually stuck to my head, vicky answered the door. i stepped inside, chris pounced on me pretty much and hugged me to death, maz had areadly left with rick before i got there, which in all fairness i didn't exaclty mind since maz has become a bit of a bitch, or as angela said to me "she's got a face i could slap" - so true.
we had to smoke outside in the back garden, and we were all talking about how it used to be. and i really miss those days, they were actually the best days of my life. now everyone's at uni, or moving house, or just loosing contact - danielle for example. ian looked like a hobbit, which is always good in my books, since we actually live in the shire, oh yes.
after much talking, messing about, and convincing mike that drinking warm jack daniels that had been sat on the microwave since vicky had shoved some chicken kievs in there was a bad idea, mike and ian decided to get naked. or they wanted vagina's which i've forgot. so if you're a bit screamish, then don't click here!
we sang slipknot alot and i'm not ashamed! they played taking back sunday for me too, so that was good, oh yes. then metal mike (not mike). started singing panic! at the disco. so he isn't metal mike anymore, no. he's mike! at the disco or disco mike. i left at about 1/2am and didn't slip till about 5am. thus leading me to be really rough seeing my job centre advisor at 9am, but really i couldn't care less. after the job centre, i went to oxfam and asked or basically demanded i'd get a job, because looking at the same four wallas every single day is starting to get to me quite abit. esther said it'd be best if i come in on on saturdays, mondays and probably fridays, score.
wednesday, mike came round he didn't have anywhere else to crash seen as vicky was supposedly in some sort of mood and he couldn't stay at steven's. so after him asking all his friends to stay at theirs he stayed here, i would of asked my parents earlier, but they don't really know him as much as they know other friends of mine, and my mum is kinda weird about that kinda thing, but in the end it was okay.
i'd like to go to the student's union tomorrow, but i probably wont. i owe too much money to my mother, and i probably wouldn't enjoy going on my own. gutted. i watched never mind the buzzcocks last night, and was really excited because nicholas hoult was on it, yes!
i did forget to mention that sharlie burymeinblackx and matthew came over on saturday, it was fun to see them and things, things happened that i wont mention, but all in all it was good yep.
but on monday night, after watching the second part and the last in series of 'waking the dead'. there was a knock at the door, shock horror. could this be? someone knocking on the door at 10pm? my god no! - that's what my mum always thinks. or she asks "who could that be at this time?" - listen mum if i was actually psychic then i probably could tell you, but seen as i'm sat on the couch where you are, probably wondering the exact same thing, then i'm going to have no idea.
anyway it turns out it was mike and steven, asking for me. i go to the door, mike is blatently pissed, steven was just being himself which in all fairness is a complete tosser. but i should give hom some credit, since he let me in his house and drink some of his beer. so anyway i got invited to steven's house, to some party that was going on. i didn't have any idea where steven lived, but it turns out he lives on the next road, everyone else seemed to know, but no one ever informs me of anything. when i did eventually get there, after washing my hair because it was actually stuck to my head, vicky answered the door. i stepped inside, chris pounced on me pretty much and hugged me to death, maz had areadly left with rick before i got there, which in all fairness i didn't exaclty mind since maz has become a bit of a bitch, or as angela said to me "she's got a face i could slap" - so true.
we had to smoke outside in the back garden, and we were all talking about how it used to be. and i really miss those days, they were actually the best days of my life. now everyone's at uni, or moving house, or just loosing contact - danielle for example. ian looked like a hobbit, which is always good in my books, since we actually live in the shire, oh yes.
after much talking, messing about, and convincing mike that drinking warm jack daniels that had been sat on the microwave since vicky had shoved some chicken kievs in there was a bad idea, mike and ian decided to get naked. or they wanted vagina's which i've forgot. so if you're a bit screamish, then don't click here!
we sang slipknot alot and i'm not ashamed! they played taking back sunday for me too, so that was good, oh yes. then metal mike (not mike). started singing panic! at the disco. so he isn't metal mike anymore, no. he's mike! at the disco or disco mike. i left at about 1/2am and didn't slip till about 5am. thus leading me to be really rough seeing my job centre advisor at 9am, but really i couldn't care less. after the job centre, i went to oxfam and asked or basically demanded i'd get a job, because looking at the same four wallas every single day is starting to get to me quite abit. esther said it'd be best if i come in on on saturdays, mondays and probably fridays, score.
wednesday, mike came round he didn't have anywhere else to crash seen as vicky was supposedly in some sort of mood and he couldn't stay at steven's. so after him asking all his friends to stay at theirs he stayed here, i would of asked my parents earlier, but they don't really know him as much as they know other friends of mine, and my mum is kinda weird about that kinda thing, but in the end it was okay.
i'd like to go to the student's union tomorrow, but i probably wont. i owe too much money to my mother, and i probably wouldn't enjoy going on my own. gutted. i watched never mind the buzzcocks last night, and was really excited because nicholas hoult was on it, yes!
i did forget to mention that sharlie burymeinblackx and matthew came over on saturday, it was fun to see them and things, things happened that i wont mention, but all in all it was good yep.