*Ma says I'm going to be the first one to dance and be-bop in the skies*
Sunshine makes the world go round, quite literally. The chocolate I bought for myself melted in my bag it's been so warm. And I only bought that from the shop two minutes ago.
Been in the park all the time! Went on Wednesday with Honor, Iain & Sarah Mc, Thursday with Holly and Cait, Friday with Holly Cait & Iain again and met Holly's wisecrackin' pal Lizzi.<3 The walk me and Iain did to work was the worst ever because we knew we were going in for the most boring shift ever. My brain is rotting in the pizza palace, I must leave it as soon as possible.
Thursday night was banteriffic in Bamboo for Jill's birthday. Never been before, better than I thought it would be! Loved the sleazy vibe and the even sleazier lounge lamps. Watching guys do dirty, dirty dances around scantily clad 20-somethings makes me so glad I'm not on the meat market, lemme tell ya. Bantered a lot with the girls and the guys and had a fantabuloso time. A pound a drink! Me and Holly bullied Malcolm and Michael into giving us piggy backs up the horrific hills in town on the way home, poor lads. Came in at a stupid time, talked to Mick for hours drunkenly, so it was probably nonsense, and ate dry Crunchy Nut Cornflakes out of the box because I am scabby and have no other food in of my own.
Went to Terri's show on Saturday with borrowed money, it was excellent! Enjoyed the music and now want to star in Hairspray the musical. The Guys&Dolls bit was my fave but was happy to see Footloose being used to its full advantage, I need the 80s like I need oxygen. Terri's bits were note perfect but that goes without saying! Me Eve and Ruth spent a long time outside slagging off Stuart Bird because the money he makes from kids joining that school must be in the 6 figure digit stage by now. We talked brilliant rubbish about how the children and their families starve to pay for the fees. I'm going to have to starve this week after buying a ticket, I'll be like those people who claim they live off air alone. Talked to Mick til it got light again, but I love the way the sun's rays make you feel like you've slept loads when in reality I only kipped for 3 hours after I got offline. Mick said some really cheesy line about the Armadillo as a piss take that actually was in one of Tez's shows, that boy has remarkable insight.
Was in the park for the west end festival today after working for approx 10 minutes, some random guy was using a speaker phone to sing a song that went something like this: "In my room, there is a cardboard box. In my cardboard box, there is a room. There is a child in the room, in a cardboard box." EH?! Anyway, bantered with Cait, Jill and Jaye about shit celebrities, a subject that I never tire of, before meeting Terri for a walk. Some tiny boys hilariously shot me with silly string and I called them bastards while I laughed, forgetting that they were about five, and probably made them cry. I am going to make such a good teacher. -_- Met McGarvey on the road home and somehow invited the lad to our end of flat party, which has neither a date or even a reality yet. I do hope we have one though!
Tomorrow I have an interview and a bone to pick with the bank before hopefully rounding up some more people to go to the park. I haven't seen lads for ages and I haven't seen Nicola for even longer, what is with that. I should also get a better night's sleep. Ruth Mac was attempting to slay this half-dead pideon that somehow almost got into our kitchen this morning. She came to get me in the aftermath, it sounded disgusting, it's probably going to haunt my nightmares:|
How good is The Truman Show by the way! Watched that for the first time in ages today, it makes you feel like you're in a goldfish bowl.
At Michael's, Gary adopted a bedroom pose:
Michael's Best Brother Award ceremony:
Cinderella's slipper, surrounded by some litter, douts and piss. Wonder who lost their shoe and their dignity down that lane...?
Holly's guns:
Malcolm was scared to arm wrestle me in case he lost, no worries there because I'm pretty sure our tournament has damaged one of my tendons.
Some couple so lost in each other for 3 hours that me and Holly found it necessary to perv, wonder what they'd do if they knew they were on the internet
My face was so horrendous here that I thought it would be a good idea to draw a smiley face on it, little did I know it would take on a Ravin' Bride of Frankenstein appearance and look even more disturbing:
Here's someone purdy for you to feast your eyes upon (God I sound like I'm advertising Ruth for sex):
Sex in sun specs:
Jacob making a crazy lime milkshake. And incidently, that is my mum in the background, yes she is almost hairless, and no she doesn't care because she hates her wig - she gave it to the cat to play with. It's far too hot for hats in the house the now anyway.
Daisy eating Creme Broulee (spelling?) I tasted it today and it's pure minging, what are anyone else's thoughts on it? I thought it was too sour:S
My cousins, under both me and my mother's horrendous kitchen supervision, produced cakes that were meant to resemble muffins and taste like heaven, but that actually looked like bogies and tasted of raw egg:
Been in the park all the time! Went on Wednesday with Honor, Iain & Sarah Mc, Thursday with Holly and Cait, Friday with Holly Cait & Iain again and met Holly's wisecrackin' pal Lizzi.<3 The walk me and Iain did to work was the worst ever because we knew we were going in for the most boring shift ever. My brain is rotting in the pizza palace, I must leave it as soon as possible.
Thursday night was banteriffic in Bamboo for Jill's birthday. Never been before, better than I thought it would be! Loved the sleazy vibe and the even sleazier lounge lamps. Watching guys do dirty, dirty dances around scantily clad 20-somethings makes me so glad I'm not on the meat market, lemme tell ya. Bantered a lot with the girls and the guys and had a fantabuloso time. A pound a drink! Me and Holly bullied Malcolm and Michael into giving us piggy backs up the horrific hills in town on the way home, poor lads. Came in at a stupid time, talked to Mick for hours drunkenly, so it was probably nonsense, and ate dry Crunchy Nut Cornflakes out of the box because I am scabby and have no other food in of my own.
Went to Terri's show on Saturday with borrowed money, it was excellent! Enjoyed the music and now want to star in Hairspray the musical. The Guys&Dolls bit was my fave but was happy to see Footloose being used to its full advantage, I need the 80s like I need oxygen. Terri's bits were note perfect but that goes without saying! Me Eve and Ruth spent a long time outside slagging off Stuart Bird because the money he makes from kids joining that school must be in the 6 figure digit stage by now. We talked brilliant rubbish about how the children and their families starve to pay for the fees. I'm going to have to starve this week after buying a ticket, I'll be like those people who claim they live off air alone. Talked to Mick til it got light again, but I love the way the sun's rays make you feel like you've slept loads when in reality I only kipped for 3 hours after I got offline. Mick said some really cheesy line about the Armadillo as a piss take that actually was in one of Tez's shows, that boy has remarkable insight.
Was in the park for the west end festival today after working for approx 10 minutes, some random guy was using a speaker phone to sing a song that went something like this: "In my room, there is a cardboard box. In my cardboard box, there is a room. There is a child in the room, in a cardboard box." EH?! Anyway, bantered with Cait, Jill and Jaye about shit celebrities, a subject that I never tire of, before meeting Terri for a walk. Some tiny boys hilariously shot me with silly string and I called them bastards while I laughed, forgetting that they were about five, and probably made them cry. I am going to make such a good teacher. -_- Met McGarvey on the road home and somehow invited the lad to our end of flat party, which has neither a date or even a reality yet. I do hope we have one though!
Tomorrow I have an interview and a bone to pick with the bank before hopefully rounding up some more people to go to the park. I haven't seen lads for ages and I haven't seen Nicola for even longer, what is with that. I should also get a better night's sleep. Ruth Mac was attempting to slay this half-dead pideon that somehow almost got into our kitchen this morning. She came to get me in the aftermath, it sounded disgusting, it's probably going to haunt my nightmares:|
How good is The Truman Show by the way! Watched that for the first time in ages today, it makes you feel like you're in a goldfish bowl.
At Michael's, Gary adopted a bedroom pose:
Michael's Best Brother Award ceremony:
Cinderella's slipper, surrounded by some litter, douts and piss. Wonder who lost their shoe and their dignity down that lane...?
Holly's guns:
Malcolm was scared to arm wrestle me in case he lost, no worries there because I'm pretty sure our tournament has damaged one of my tendons.
Some couple so lost in each other for 3 hours that me and Holly found it necessary to perv, wonder what they'd do if they knew they were on the internet
My face was so horrendous here that I thought it would be a good idea to draw a smiley face on it, little did I know it would take on a Ravin' Bride of Frankenstein appearance and look even more disturbing:
Here's someone purdy for you to feast your eyes upon (God I sound like I'm advertising Ruth for sex):
Sex in sun specs:
Jacob making a crazy lime milkshake. And incidently, that is my mum in the background, yes she is almost hairless, and no she doesn't care because she hates her wig - she gave it to the cat to play with. It's far too hot for hats in the house the now anyway.
Daisy eating Creme Broulee (spelling?) I tasted it today and it's pure minging, what are anyone else's thoughts on it? I thought it was too sour:S
My cousins, under both me and my mother's horrendous kitchen supervision, produced cakes that were meant to resemble muffins and taste like heaven, but that actually looked like bogies and tasted of raw egg: