My "date" with the stalker
Just a quick post to let you all know that I'm still here - damn this paranoid LJ updating, it's your fault electric_ellie, for telling me I don't update enough...talking of you, Ellie, I cannot text you back because I have no credit - I was on MSN for ages last night waiting but you never showed up *looks disapproving* I'll try ringing you later for a long talk, I feel like a long talk might be in order after the day I've got lined up.
So basically I'm going back to school today to work on my music composition with all the A-level people, I don't think any of us have finished but the good news is I think I'm relatively lucky because I don't have that much to do. Some people are planning on rewriting theirs in one day, which I think is scarily ambitious...Also need to write that sodding appraisal. Although I'll get to see people like Emily, James, Chris and everyone else again, which is fairly cool. I shouldn't be missing them yet, not when I've only been on holiday for two days, but I do. I'm weak.
My cinema appointment with the stalker last night was actually really fun. I knew exactly what happened in the film, so it dawned on me that it was actually really cliched and bad. So we basically laughed all the way through. Then we sat in the Curzon bar area for a while afterwards talking, which was nice.
Unfortunately the bad part came when my dad arrived to pick me up. Chris couldn't get a lift, so I offered him one back to Rempstone, but I'd told my parents that I was going out with my friends to avoid any unwanted questions about my "new boyfriend". Not only did my dad find this extremely funny, but so did his friend Richard, who was in the car with him and was mildly drunk. They asked him a lot of personal questions. It was bad. Fortunately he thought they were "funny". Then I faced a barrage of questions from my mum when I got in, who now thinks I have something to hide.
Right, Emily should be here any minute to pick me up, so composing calls :)
[mood|
discontent]
[music|Blondie - Atomic ]
So basically I'm going back to school today to work on my music composition with all the A-level people, I don't think any of us have finished but the good news is I think I'm relatively lucky because I don't have that much to do. Some people are planning on rewriting theirs in one day, which I think is scarily ambitious...Also need to write that sodding appraisal. Although I'll get to see people like Emily, James, Chris and everyone else again, which is fairly cool. I shouldn't be missing them yet, not when I've only been on holiday for two days, but I do. I'm weak.
My cinema appointment with the stalker last night was actually really fun. I knew exactly what happened in the film, so it dawned on me that it was actually really cliched and bad. So we basically laughed all the way through. Then we sat in the Curzon bar area for a while afterwards talking, which was nice.
Unfortunately the bad part came when my dad arrived to pick me up. Chris couldn't get a lift, so I offered him one back to Rempstone, but I'd told my parents that I was going out with my friends to avoid any unwanted questions about my "new boyfriend". Not only did my dad find this extremely funny, but so did his friend Richard, who was in the car with him and was mildly drunk. They asked him a lot of personal questions. It was bad. Fortunately he thought they were "funny". Then I faced a barrage of questions from my mum when I got in, who now thinks I have something to hide.
Right, Emily should be here any minute to pick me up, so composing calls :)
[mood|
discontent]
[music|Blondie - Atomic ]