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another weekend, another visit from stacey. that means you get an update devoted to it. haha, unlucky. it was a good feeling having her back after a week of feeling knackered, not that she helped me sleep when she was here though! on friday evening i picked her up from the station and we headed to laura's 18th. it was a meal in a restaurant and i'm just glad it wasn't a posh one! ok ok, i think it's only fair to own up to being part of the mexican wave, and the raucious singing, and sugar fight, but at least i wasn't drunk! noteable events included putting salt in dakota's pint for about 20 minutes before he noticed, laurance getting incredably drunk within 15 seconds of arriving, laurance molesting emma in the car park, laurance kncking over his drink, laurance started the afore-mentionned sugar fight, laurance getting himself out at the table and asking stacey if he was bigger than me, ted driving the wrong way up a one way street and sutty and dakota putting cones on top of ted's car.
the rest of the weekend was equally entertaining, saturday [after a long lie-in], stacey and i watched scrubs and then took a walk on which she teased me about being soft. git! in the evening we went for a drink with a few friends and found ourselves wanting to do other things towards the end. rather amusingly ted left the pub just before us, so he took the piss when he saw us running up the sreet giggling in a deranged fashion.
on sunday the only thing we did of note was go for another walk, this time to the local resevoir. spent most of the day talking [crap] to each other. by the time stacey left, it felt like a kick in the crotch that she was leaving cause i get so used to her company when she stays over and it's just gay that the barrage of affection's not longer lived. it was established that we have a 2/3 chance [presuming we get offers back at all!] of going to a university in the same city as each other. that is a thought so scary i am moving on immediately.
now it's monday and i'm bored and tired again, but it's not so bad. i have rebelliously ignored warnings to revise for tomorrow's business exam so god knows what's in store given that i'll be tested on stuff i haven't been taught since before the summer holidays! we managed to get our business teacher mister ramsdon talking about socks again today, he is a rather odd individual... i guess that's why he was a sock salesman. food's out, phew.
the rest of the weekend was equally entertaining, saturday [after a long lie-in], stacey and i watched scrubs and then took a walk on which she teased me about being soft. git! in the evening we went for a drink with a few friends and found ourselves wanting to do other things towards the end. rather amusingly ted left the pub just before us, so he took the piss when he saw us running up the sreet giggling in a deranged fashion.
on sunday the only thing we did of note was go for another walk, this time to the local resevoir. spent most of the day talking [crap] to each other. by the time stacey left, it felt like a kick in the crotch that she was leaving cause i get so used to her company when she stays over and it's just gay that the barrage of affection's not longer lived. it was established that we have a 2/3 chance [presuming we get offers back at all!] of going to a university in the same city as each other. that is a thought so scary i am moving on immediately.
now it's monday and i'm bored and tired again, but it's not so bad. i have rebelliously ignored warnings to revise for tomorrow's business exam so god knows what's in store given that i'll be tested on stuff i haven't been taught since before the summer holidays! we managed to get our business teacher mister ramsdon talking about socks again today, he is a rather odd individual... i guess that's why he was a sock salesman. food's out, phew.