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* Pah, well, I'm at college again! *collapses from shock!*
got sent a letter through the post, I have to go for a meeting tommorow with some senior person cos of my attendance... which has got a lot better recently to be fair... but I'm a bit worried cos it was all official and asked if I wanted to bring a relative or friend or someone along with me! I'm not, but maybe I should??
Scared.com
I hope I dont get kicked out - I'm getting quite into it now! =/ 127 college days left (I think!) Havnt started xmas shopping, was meant to on sat but didnt have chance... so apparently I've gotta get a weekend off soon to go out with my mommy bless her. I've also gotta pay this pissing fine from the train people! There making me pay it the bastards. *growls* though, I probably owe them 3x that amount as I still dont buy a ticket ever! = )
This weekend, I've been mostly chav sitting! Is a loooooong story... flick down if you cant be arsed to read...
Basically, on thursday night I went to JB'z after work, joe met me afterwards and so did this boy we know from the Mitre really - called Paul anyway (chav!) and he's not really too much of a chav, just I quite like to tease him about it! : ) anyway, we were drunk, paul more than us and he'd had some weed as well, and apparently he took some tablet someone gave him. Twat. but anyway, he ended up lying on the floor, eyes rolling back unable to move on his own! So, I decided to take him home - cracker had to pay for a taxi for us though... but I got him back, and he had to climb in through his window (he'd snuck out - his parents didnt know he was out!) and then he went round and let me in cos I couldnt be arsed to go back to jb'z as it was like 3am and I had college at 9am and he lives in Wordsley which is quite close to stourbrige... anyway, he passed out on his bed, so I stole a blanket and curled up on the floor...
the next thing I know, is that its 6am and he's gotta get up for work, so still fully dressed (nothing dogey happened at all!) I sit on the bed waiting for him to find his work stuff, and his mum to go back upstairs so we can sneak out. Unfortuantly she comes into the room screaming about laundry or something and see's me. "Uh, Hi?" was my response... hers was "WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING HERE?!" or something along those lines...
cue lots of swearing, screaming, shouting and general waking everyone in a 7 miles radius up... as he'd snuck out, we told this story that I'd been kicked out and that as Paul was the only person I know nearby, he'd let me stay the night. Yeah right. I saved their druggie son from dying horribly at JB'z but still... anyway! His dad came and had a bollocking at us as well. I got yelled at and threatened and told never to go near their son again. Like I'd want to anyway after that night! Then I got kicked out, got the bus (it was pissing FWEEZING!!) and went to stourbridge. Cue me being in Stourbridge at 7am - its freezing and no wheres open... so I decide that i'll go and help the morning staff so went to subway! Met amy after about a minute, had a fag with her and then started working : ) sooo sad, I really do live there...
anyway, paul apparently got screamed at for a while, screamed back and packed his stuff and walked out. Came and met me outside college afterwards. Went to the pub. Where we stayed most of the evening (it was Vicki's birthday thingy!) until pauls mum phones up and starts screaming at him to tell them where he is etc. then, his parents must have phoned up one of his friends as they turned up at the mitre looking for him, and ME! So, we did the bravest thing we could, and legged it! I'm scared of his parents - his mums a psycho and they dont seem to like me very much/at all! They were threatening to call the police on me as well for abducting their son or something!
Next, I gave Paul my spare bed that night, and woke up the next day with two answer machine messages... 1) Subway = the police have just been in asking for you Fi... (I'd stupidly told pauls mum I work in subway!) and 2) Police = we have a missing person reported, we've heard your connected to him (yeah, right!) and please contact us as soon as possible with any information you may have...
Fantastic. So, I took Paul to stourbridge police station, and they asked him questions etc. to check that he was alright and hadnt been abducted by me! Grrr.... then I went off to work, was there 20 mins when I got a phone call off the police - could I go and get Paul as his dads had a heart attack. Shit. So I went and got him, he was crying :( and he ended up sitting in subway all night while I was working. Which I got bollocked at for the next day. Grrr... then we went to my friend vickys house party, slept on the sofa and then I took him back to the police station the next day... asking for somewhere for him to stay. Social services organised a meeting this morning, which I presume he went to but they wouldnt house him last night so he stayed at mine again. I gave him some spare clothes (see, theres a reason I wear blokes clothing!) and now I'm at college, dont know how this meeting thing went, and really havn't got a clue whats going on!
*breathes*
I'm NEVER adopting anymore children, NEVER feeling sorry for a chav again, and NEVER gonna attempt to help people at subway - all I do is get in trouble for it!
I should go to geography now,
luv u all muchly,
Fì* xxx *
got sent a letter through the post, I have to go for a meeting tommorow with some senior person cos of my attendance... which has got a lot better recently to be fair... but I'm a bit worried cos it was all official and asked if I wanted to bring a relative or friend or someone along with me! I'm not, but maybe I should??
Scared.com
I hope I dont get kicked out - I'm getting quite into it now! =/ 127 college days left (I think!) Havnt started xmas shopping, was meant to on sat but didnt have chance... so apparently I've gotta get a weekend off soon to go out with my mommy bless her. I've also gotta pay this pissing fine from the train people! There making me pay it the bastards. *growls* though, I probably owe them 3x that amount as I still dont buy a ticket ever! = )
This weekend, I've been mostly chav sitting! Is a loooooong story... flick down if you cant be arsed to read...
Basically, on thursday night I went to JB'z after work, joe met me afterwards and so did this boy we know from the Mitre really - called Paul anyway (chav!) and he's not really too much of a chav, just I quite like to tease him about it! : ) anyway, we were drunk, paul more than us and he'd had some weed as well, and apparently he took some tablet someone gave him. Twat. but anyway, he ended up lying on the floor, eyes rolling back unable to move on his own! So, I decided to take him home - cracker had to pay for a taxi for us though... but I got him back, and he had to climb in through his window (he'd snuck out - his parents didnt know he was out!) and then he went round and let me in cos I couldnt be arsed to go back to jb'z as it was like 3am and I had college at 9am and he lives in Wordsley which is quite close to stourbrige... anyway, he passed out on his bed, so I stole a blanket and curled up on the floor...
the next thing I know, is that its 6am and he's gotta get up for work, so still fully dressed (nothing dogey happened at all!) I sit on the bed waiting for him to find his work stuff, and his mum to go back upstairs so we can sneak out. Unfortuantly she comes into the room screaming about laundry or something and see's me. "Uh, Hi?" was my response... hers was "WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING HERE?!" or something along those lines...
cue lots of swearing, screaming, shouting and general waking everyone in a 7 miles radius up... as he'd snuck out, we told this story that I'd been kicked out and that as Paul was the only person I know nearby, he'd let me stay the night. Yeah right. I saved their druggie son from dying horribly at JB'z but still... anyway! His dad came and had a bollocking at us as well. I got yelled at and threatened and told never to go near their son again. Like I'd want to anyway after that night! Then I got kicked out, got the bus (it was pissing FWEEZING!!) and went to stourbridge. Cue me being in Stourbridge at 7am - its freezing and no wheres open... so I decide that i'll go and help the morning staff so went to subway! Met amy after about a minute, had a fag with her and then started working : ) sooo sad, I really do live there...
anyway, paul apparently got screamed at for a while, screamed back and packed his stuff and walked out. Came and met me outside college afterwards. Went to the pub. Where we stayed most of the evening (it was Vicki's birthday thingy!) until pauls mum phones up and starts screaming at him to tell them where he is etc. then, his parents must have phoned up one of his friends as they turned up at the mitre looking for him, and ME! So, we did the bravest thing we could, and legged it! I'm scared of his parents - his mums a psycho and they dont seem to like me very much/at all! They were threatening to call the police on me as well for abducting their son or something!
Next, I gave Paul my spare bed that night, and woke up the next day with two answer machine messages... 1) Subway = the police have just been in asking for you Fi... (I'd stupidly told pauls mum I work in subway!) and 2) Police = we have a missing person reported, we've heard your connected to him (yeah, right!) and please contact us as soon as possible with any information you may have...
Fantastic. So, I took Paul to stourbridge police station, and they asked him questions etc. to check that he was alright and hadnt been abducted by me! Grrr.... then I went off to work, was there 20 mins when I got a phone call off the police - could I go and get Paul as his dads had a heart attack. Shit. So I went and got him, he was crying :( and he ended up sitting in subway all night while I was working. Which I got bollocked at for the next day. Grrr... then we went to my friend vickys house party, slept on the sofa and then I took him back to the police station the next day... asking for somewhere for him to stay. Social services organised a meeting this morning, which I presume he went to but they wouldnt house him last night so he stayed at mine again. I gave him some spare clothes (see, theres a reason I wear blokes clothing!) and now I'm at college, dont know how this meeting thing went, and really havn't got a clue whats going on!
*breathes*
I'm NEVER adopting anymore children, NEVER feeling sorry for a chav again, and NEVER gonna attempt to help people at subway - all I do is get in trouble for it!
I should go to geography now,
luv u all muchly,
Fì* xxx *