Glasgow Day
Yuh. It's the weekend I suppose,again. Suppose being It's Saturday and the weekend is never long enough. For the past few days my internet has been playing up like buggery and even though there is practically NEVER a nessecity for me to get on I always get extreamly pissed that it doesn't work. I end up whining to my dad and he really gets quite bezoomny. However it is working now,in obviousness! So I am quite fine about this situation. I was out for a few few few feeew hours today. Laura decided to go in with Jillian at 7AM(exqueeze meh?)to get Oasis tickets. Laura also - with all this hard earned dosh she's been earning in Muirhead's finest Ice Cream despenser - bought Ashwee and Michael a ticket too. I don't want to go. I don't like Oasis all that mucho,I would only go for the atmosphere and to have some extream laughs with my peers but I don't need to pay £32 to do that when it comes for free most other days. I don't think I'll get to go to Franz :( And I still have £40 worth of Virgin vouchers to snatch me some tickets for something by the end of 2007. I didn't know that you could buy tickets in Virgin...I'm still not convinced,so I'll be checking that out soon and if not just spending the vouchs on much needed albums. Anyhoo. I met up with Laura and her new found friend of a few months,Anton(features on my site as "The Beast" Classy)I met them in their requested meeting place - McCormacks where Anton was skillfully chugging away at the guitar. I was roped into playing some Grade 3 Piano. Owh Yes. They were impressed...ahaha. We spent many much of two hours in Subway looking at the silly music videos they played and commenting on all the kilts we saw coming in. Oh yes,when I was waiting for my 16:23 train,two of these kilts came and plonked down beside me. One being completly and utterly slushied and the other telling me that he'd had a whole bottle of Jack Daniels and Vodka. Funnehh :) I conversed with the sober and gaurdian of his much bazoookd pal for a while and then they went on their train to Stirling,the sober leaving me a wave. Pretty ordinary day but good to get out of the house.
Other minor things that happened were in the likes of I have no giant tree to protect the nakedness of myself in my room. Let me explain: Several men came and sawed the 25 foot beautiful trees in out garden. I can actually see the neighbourhood from my window now and people can also see it. You could never before,therefore I could be in slight nakedness or full nakedness and nobody would know any different. I woke up to the sounds of the sawing. And peered back my curtains to find quite a lush malchick,half way up the tree with his legs clasped to them,as if he were about to fall at any moment,sawk sawk sawking away. He was yum but I realised what he was doing and my first impressions drastically fell. Tree = Gone :( Also I met Sinead on the train. I think my "hatred" for her should stop. It's never been hatred. It's always been pure jealously. Even before Shaymee,not even that mucho with Shaymee. But the jelously is because she is just so pefect...I could go into more detail. Don't think for one minoot that I would do "I want to be like her". One and All knows that I've never and never will be like that but I am still permitted to seek out the "better" in life. I'm off now. Adios *salutes* :)