Smack Jack the Crackerman
I drove all the way to Hitchin and around Letchworth. I feel good.
Things are getting boring. This weekend was alright though because different things happened. No pub Saturday, party. Shocking. It was fucking packed inside and out, and Ammie's parents were there too so it didn't get too out of hand. I drank a whole bottle of vodka plus some of Carolines and I remember the whole night, and wasn't halfway drunk as I usually am. What a waste! Then me and Mark and others had to walk the 45 minutes back to Brown Gemmas. That wasn't fun. Will threw a bottle, I told him not to. It didnt smash. Mark kicked it and it did smash. Some man came out of his house and had a go because we were smashing his dads car or some shit. We weren't. Then he said... "Get out of Chells, we don't want you here"... Rude! Fucking skaghead. So anyway, walked to Gemma's. The others were walking too slowly for my liking so I saw Total and thought I knew the way. Wrong. I went one street too far, then it started to pout. I'm not sure how long I wandered about. I got fed up and took my shirt off for some reason, and gave Gemma a call. Mike came to find me: "I'm not in the mood for you Michael, so don't bother talking to me". Got to her kitchen and stripped to my underwear so she could out it in the tumble drier..
Went staright to her mum and Petes bed. Got in, fell out, smashed a picture frame on the floor. Woops. Blonde Gemma came to bed and I slept through. It was the best sleep ever. I want her mums bed and duvet. Got up at 12.30, Blonde left for work. Me, Will and Mark went to buy bread. Came back with bread, mayo, cigarettes, Fight Club, Independance Day, and the Sunday Express... They shouldnt sell DVDs at corner shops! Left feeling shitty.
MANN. I just had a screaming argument with my mother. That never happens! She thinks that she is getting £125 rent off me this month. She is having a fucking laugh I can tell you now! I have a weeks holiday booked from 31st July to 4th August and I don't get paid again until 6th August, and I need money that week. No idea how this will turn out....
Stella.
Things are getting boring. This weekend was alright though because different things happened. No pub Saturday, party. Shocking. It was fucking packed inside and out, and Ammie's parents were there too so it didn't get too out of hand. I drank a whole bottle of vodka plus some of Carolines and I remember the whole night, and wasn't halfway drunk as I usually am. What a waste! Then me and Mark and others had to walk the 45 minutes back to Brown Gemmas. That wasn't fun. Will threw a bottle, I told him not to. It didnt smash. Mark kicked it and it did smash. Some man came out of his house and had a go because we were smashing his dads car or some shit. We weren't. Then he said... "Get out of Chells, we don't want you here"... Rude! Fucking skaghead. So anyway, walked to Gemma's. The others were walking too slowly for my liking so I saw Total and thought I knew the way. Wrong. I went one street too far, then it started to pout. I'm not sure how long I wandered about. I got fed up and took my shirt off for some reason, and gave Gemma a call. Mike came to find me: "I'm not in the mood for you Michael, so don't bother talking to me". Got to her kitchen and stripped to my underwear so she could out it in the tumble drier..
Went staright to her mum and Petes bed. Got in, fell out, smashed a picture frame on the floor. Woops. Blonde Gemma came to bed and I slept through. It was the best sleep ever. I want her mums bed and duvet. Got up at 12.30, Blonde left for work. Me, Will and Mark went to buy bread. Came back with bread, mayo, cigarettes, Fight Club, Independance Day, and the Sunday Express... They shouldnt sell DVDs at corner shops! Left feeling shitty.
MANN. I just had a screaming argument with my mother. That never happens! She thinks that she is getting £125 rent off me this month. She is having a fucking laugh I can tell you now! I have a weeks holiday booked from 31st July to 4th August and I don't get paid again until 6th August, and I need money that week. No idea how this will turn out....
Stella.