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my weekend of fabulousness all blurred into one.
on friday, kieran & i initially had problems meeting up because of public transportation being, shall we say, stupide, which was good in a way, as i was wearing a shirt and was way too hot. so, i got changed and ventured out for the next train, where i befriended a green-haired girl with a disgusting monroe piercing who asked LOADS of questions about my personal life. i got to warrington bank quay before kieran, who snuck up on me when he got there.. still, a nice surprise.
venturing into the town center, we found the lovely stevie and his equally-lovely girlfriend, lucy. her gay friend tagged along, who was a bit annoying.. but it was his birthday, so we didn't give him a hard time about being such a prat. after buying disgusting tango drinks on BOGOF from superdrug, we journeyed to stevie's house palace. kieran and stevie both played pool, while i ate peanut butter bagels and read a 2001 edition of playboy. i cannot play pool and refused to even try it, so it was lucky when party showed up (taller than i remember) and played against kieran while i took charge of music.
just after stevie went to work, the mean threesome that was kieran, party and myself left lucy and gayboy in the house while we went to tesco for food supplies, tobacco and skins. party left, kieran rolled, and then we searched for a good place to smoke. we decided to play it ironically, and smoked 'our' (kieran's, really) weed outside the local health center. i'd never smoked it before, but i liked it. my knees went really weak, and i couldn't hold my head up properly. skinny white kieran enthused how "great it is to be black", so we gangsta tripped all the way to stevie's work. we were sat on this step just staring at the ground (i don't know why i was so quiet), when i told kieran that i felt like my stomach was smiling. then, i got the munchies. i felt embarassed buying loads of food from the climbing center (where stevie works), so i waited until i was halfway home, where i bought a packet of mccoy's and a mint aero.
back at huyton, safe & sound, i pegged it home to get changed for el pubbo. anna was already at my house when i got home, like the wife she is. it was a nice surprise ♥.
the pub was ace. anna was restless, and her legs looked fantastic. everyone could tell i was stoned, except adam, who kept asking if i'd been drinking. i proceeded to tell matty about my wonderous experiment with soft drugs; he looked proud, and insisted that he & i get stoned together. we planned on doing it yesterday, but the lad we were supposed to meet apparently "couldn't make it". blah. after the pub, i stayed at adam's house. we watched some random tv, then slept.
saturday morning, sick. played some vice city, went home, had a fight with dad, earned a sprained wrist and bad back. turned my phone off, went to bed. apologies to unklean, i hope your saturday was better than mine.
sunday, was coaxed out by the boys & went to see war of the worlds. don't see it, it's crap. although, the son in it reminded me of rhys (pegasuscarousel).
today i am relaxing after a sleepless night and relentlessly boring morning in college.
i wish it didn't feel like lauryn hated me so much. i miss her. i miss spain, turkey, everything.
my parents go away this saturday; anyone want to come stay for 2 weeks?