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this weekend was a corker. friday, stu came to get me from uni and took me to his, sometimes it's just so nice to see him, specially when he's all cute and excited. and then we went to richard and katie's engagement party, and it was all quite nice. i'm dreadful at parties, but i don't think i did too badly at this one, i spoke to people and everything. the absolute highlight, one of the funniest things i've seen in a long time, was stu and lewis having a dance off. lewis won by default, but i'm hoping for a rematch sometime soon.
then, up early sat morning to go to bournemouth, ooooh. we left at 9.30, and got there about...three ish? jeez s'a long time to spend on trains and coaches and other things. but ohhh seeing liz was worth it, and we had a wicked time. seeing her student house which is gorgeous, ordering chinese, getting ready to go out. then we went down town and me, loser kid that i am, forgot my ID, so we had to work very very hard to get in anywhere. but evetually we did, and team britney got their first point by dancing to toxic in the middle of a very lonely dancefloor. and then we went to disco fever, which made me realise how much i wish i had been a teenager in the 80's.
then sunday, we went to the beach, despite the massive coldness. we made sand castles, and team britney gained their second point of the weekend, by making fort britney so much prettier than fort X-Tina. then we stayed in sunday night, made sandiwches, ate crisps and biscuits, and chatted about everything til about one in the morning.
yesterday, the train journey took very long again, but i decided to get off at folkestone and surprise the boy, but fell asleep in his bed instead. we had a really nice evening, cuz i just got to say loads of stupid things without him thinking that i was stupid.
cuz not only was this weekend a very good time, it gave me a chance i needed for some thinking i think. cuz i've been very weird the last few weeks. i'm making an active decision to make life a bit better, cuz the last month or so has sucked. i'm just not content with just trying my best any more, because i could be doing so much more. i wanna go places and see things and use my mind for stuff other than worrying and create things and all other such malarky. you know.
then, up early sat morning to go to bournemouth, ooooh. we left at 9.30, and got there about...three ish? jeez s'a long time to spend on trains and coaches and other things. but ohhh seeing liz was worth it, and we had a wicked time. seeing her student house which is gorgeous, ordering chinese, getting ready to go out. then we went down town and me, loser kid that i am, forgot my ID, so we had to work very very hard to get in anywhere. but evetually we did, and team britney got their first point by dancing to toxic in the middle of a very lonely dancefloor. and then we went to disco fever, which made me realise how much i wish i had been a teenager in the 80's.
then sunday, we went to the beach, despite the massive coldness. we made sand castles, and team britney gained their second point of the weekend, by making fort britney so much prettier than fort X-Tina. then we stayed in sunday night, made sandiwches, ate crisps and biscuits, and chatted about everything til about one in the morning.
yesterday, the train journey took very long again, but i decided to get off at folkestone and surprise the boy, but fell asleep in his bed instead. we had a really nice evening, cuz i just got to say loads of stupid things without him thinking that i was stupid.
cuz not only was this weekend a very good time, it gave me a chance i needed for some thinking i think. cuz i've been very weird the last few weeks. i'm making an active decision to make life a bit better, cuz the last month or so has sucked. i'm just not content with just trying my best any more, because i could be doing so much more. i wanna go places and see things and use my mind for stuff other than worrying and create things and all other such malarky. you know.