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The other day was so cool; Elliot and Farhan came to David’s! I knew Farhan might come, but I didn’t know Elliot would too. It was lavly to see them properly. I don’t count Will’s picnic because there was no interaction really between us and them; we were just in the same room. This time we actually talked. Though I’m not sure greeting them by attempting to tie them together with two hula-hoops tied together with a yellow karate belt in the middle of the high street was the best move…lol. We just sat around drinking fizzy drinks in the garden. Not the most exciting ever, but it was still cool. Farhan sang Pies, which was a victory for some reason. Elliot evaded my love again and got away without a cuddle. But I shall get him one day…
They should definitely come out more often. Like when there are more people there. Not just us four.
After they left we ordered pizza and ate like fatties before heading to Holland Park. We spent quite an amusing while playing some game called 40/40 which involved hiding and running the base (a tree) without getting caught by who ever was ‘it’. Lucy and I didn’t get it at first but it turned out to be a pretty fun game. That would be even better with more people too. People started watching us playing as well. This was probably because we are all 16/17 years old and were having a really good time just playing a kids game. Members of the public started helping us out and pointing to where people were hiding and such. It was quite amusing.
Our afternoon took an unexpectedly exciting turn when we got approached by a group of about eight, approximately fifteen-year-old chavs in the playground. They just kind of crowded round us and started talking to us mockingly. The chubby half-caste kid was actually quite funny. They obviously found us very amusingly posh, and we found them equally amusingly chavvy, so I think there was a bit of playing both roles overly strongly to make the clash more apparent. Our conversation led to such memorable quotes as -
Me - How old are you?
Chav kid - ….uhm…17…
Me - I don’t believe you but okay
Chav kid - Oh my daaaaayyyss!! It’s ‘cause I’m black dat you fink I’m a liaaaaarr blud
Chav Kid - Do yous like classical music like Mozart an’ shit?
Galen - I prefer Bach
Chav Kid - Jokaaarr, yous should listen to some hip-hop an’ R&B
Galen - Well, I would….but I hate it.
Chav Kid - So a’ yous two couples then?
Me - No
Chav Kid - Are you one big foursome?
Me - No
Chav Kid - Are any of you going out?
Me - No
Chav Kid - Are they a couple? *points to David and Galen who have started playing patti-cake*
Me - …I don’t even know…
Chav Kid - I bet you guys drink tea?
Us - Yes…
Chav Girl - Hahahahaha I bet you drink it with a saucer hahahahha
Everyone - ……
Chav Kid - What you guys wanna talk about then?
Galen - What are your views on the current Iraq situation?
Chav Kid - Oh my daaaayyyss why are you so interested in politics man?
Galen - Well, because it’s affects all of our daily lives and futures
Chav Kid - Nah man, when we get a black Prime Minister, then I’ll be happy
This was all fine and dandy till we went to leave. Then we got blocked in by this hideous scum Asian guy who really looked rough as sin. He wouldn’t let us pass through the gate, and because we kept trying he sort of took Galen hostage, saying “You lot can go but I’m keeping him”, like we would just leave him there with him. Apparently we were on his ‘endz’ so this obviously gave him a right to hassle us. Galen nipped round his arm and ran though. This angered the primitive beast who then started on David and punched him on the arm pretty damn hard. David remained calm and composed though. Another good quote being-
Chav Scum - DO YOU WANT A PUNCH IN THE FACE?
David - No not really…
Chav Scum - I’LL PUNCH YOU IN THE FUCKNG FACE MATE
David - Please don’t…
Chav Scum - I’LL FUCKING BREAK YOUR NOSE MATE
David - I’d really prefer it if you didn’t…
I’m not entirely sure what happened next as it’s all a bit of a blur but I think Galen bolted. This took the pressure off David as the Chav Scum then chased Galen across the park. Both Galen and I saw him produce some kind of weapon and say “This isn’t a knife but I can still fuckin’ stab you with it” Galen easily out ran him though and leapt behind a group of adults who were having a private party at this insanely posh looking restaurant. For some reason the stupid retard continued to try get Galen despite the all onlookers and saying how he’d “fuckin’ kill us if we called the police”
The adults said they thought we were joking at first because we’d been playing the game and chasing each other earlier in the afternoon. But when they realised that we were really in quite some trouble they all whipped their phones out to ring the police. This really nice man, who we think was having the party, ushered us into the foyer of the restaurant and got us drinks. He told us that we could stay there until we felt safe to come out. Which was very nice of him.
The police arrived and took all our details and descriptions, and David’s parents came out to escort us home. Very strange times.
We spent the rest of the evening milling around, watching V for Vendetta and South Park with Alex. Galen and I then drank the second bottle of vodka for some reason whilst playing trivial pursuit at three in the morning. We slept in till about 1 o’clock the next day before meandering slowly home and leaving David to help make a birthday cake for his father.
Overall, more awesome times all round :) I wish David wasn't going to Lebanon for so long...though when David leaves, Guy returns! hurruh! He'd better bring some weird stuff back from China like he said he would. I want to try that yoghurt flavoured soda...
xxx