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I meant to do this way earlier, fuck me its been two weeks! Urgh, but basically Helen came back from Leeds for a retro night with me and Jeffie and it got messy...
I think it may just be the 3rd most drunk I've ever been. I don't remember large portions of the evening.
I think this explains a lot:
This was just before I took the 4th drink off him apparently.
I had been rained on so don't judge my appearence please okay? haha.
I way wearing my beautiful blue H&M dress though, wish I had a better pic. Its a bit bodycon-y weird I dunno.
Venue was dead, we went to 5th ave, then helen and jeff managed to get barred for whatever reason, for life, polaroids taken, names taken etc, fab lol.
While I was drunkenly having a cigarette and just staring into the distance who should walk past (well he does live like nextdoor but whatev) but Will. I was very proud of my mere raised eyebrow when he caught my eye, how restrained of me oui?
BUT! Then he wanders over with his dick of a friends and someone else and envelopes me in some huge hug I just kind of froze and then he tried to kiss me!? Whaaaaat?! I could have done the psycho 'You lost that right 3 months ago!' rant but wanted to look cool and nonchalant so decided against, instead giving him the cheek, and then doing what I think was sounding mainly unimpressed by him in general.
I probs just came across as a bitch.
He went on telling me about his new job at Joshua Brooks, which argh, why couldn't it be on a farm I'd never wish to go to? And then being all 'You should def come in and see me!'
All I could say was 'So you finally got a job and yet you are still wearing the same outfit...right' which caused his friends to laugh, either at the truth in the comment or in fact at my bitchiness.
The first thing he said to me was 'Where have you been all my life darling, I've missed you!' in his stupid london accent.
Erm, waiting for you to text me? Twat.
Then as he walks of following his friends he goes 'I'll text you' I just looke dhim in the eye and went 'You won't, save us all the trouble of lying' he went 'no I probably won't will I?' laughing. FUCKING LAUGHING! Argh and then as I just shrugged and walked off he called after me 'I'm kidding, Nah I promise I really will, I've fucking missed you!'.
But he hasn't has he?
After that I needed to get VERY drunk, ended up in a taxi with some small southern student who looked like the guy from foals jumping in our taxi telling us we were going to his, he didn't like me already because I'd stolen his glasses. I dunno what happened, we were SO drunk but we basically trashed his halls, ripped off every poster in the foyer, and there were a LOT, it was carnage. Then randomly doing stuff like pouring an entire bottle of Olive Oil on a jacket we found, putting it in a draw, he went a bit sick at that, I can understand now but at the time Helen was like ['alriiiiight...' putting it in the sink instead, then we went into his room, I can't remember a lot except drinking one bottle of gin by DOWNING IT and just pouring a larger one all around his room with it dripping of walls over the bed most of it in his wardrobe etc. pouring cold cups of tea in his laundrey basket, biscuits apparently ended up in his socks? ripping down all his posters again.
Helen and Jeff kept going for cigs and leaving me with him, he hated me too, kept on screaming at me that I was this massive bitch, I sort of see why now... then he;d love me a second later and hate me again screaming 'shut the fuck up' every time I went quiet?! he had this knife in his hand too and put it against my neck at one point kind of jokey but I was still scared.
We always take souvenirs, I got a miniature wooden clog, Helen on the other hand took a digital photo frame and then I got into the big scale spirit and nabbed an Ipod, it is full of amazing stuff though, we gave it to Helen cause she only has a shit really old shuffle.
He hacked my facebook when I got home, originally putting most things to 'gay' and making a few jewish comments, I dunno if I told him, if he saw the nose and assumed or if he is just weird. I suspect the latter.
His friends turned up after a while and gave us this long rant telling us he basically wasn't right in the head blah blah, which we'd guess at this point, it was scary some of the stuff they were saying about him though.
The awful thing is he is on the same course as Will and knows some of his friends who I think Will met in lectures and stuff...presumably might know him too? MANCHESTER IS TOO FUCKING SMALL!?!?!?!??!!??!?!
We ended up running away from his halls and missioning it from Fallowfield to Rusholme to eat weird food in 'Camel One' at 6am and buying pirate DVDs off a taiwanese midget.
Heres one of me the day after:
Chilled at Jim's on monday night was so fun, someone had a camera and facebook has flourished.
Jeff, Ashleigh and Me. Look how burnt poor Ash is! I'm pale as ever, everyone commented on all photos of me like 'you look ill' lol, I ALWAYS DO!
Mexican train, you can see m amazing(ly ugly) yellow nail polish here.
Me, Sarah (oh god), Jim and Jeff.
Jim's bleached his hair! He looks so different its crazy.
Me and Jeffaroo.
Horribly unflattering there, I look Huuuuuuuge.
Us two went to town last night, 42s tuesday for the first time, best night there! Fuck me, good music, Loved it, plus we got a £2 taxi home, nice.....
xxx