Psh.
It was a good weekend. My mates came down from the lakes and stayed at mine. They didn't get down here until like, 11:30pm on friday because the driver didn't set off until 8:30 because of this dinner party thing, and they got lost in Bradford. We just spent the weekend getting stoned and drinking. It was OK, except we ran out of stuff to do, really. We went into town last night, had like 4 bottles of stella before we got in to town, had a few pints and a shot each, then spent our last bit of money to get into a club. We no longer had any money left so we started robbing drinks off tables. Then we got bored and left. We came back and got our skunk, and left the house to go to the park. In the process we set off my cousin's boyfriend's car alarm and left the front door wide open (at like 1am). He called me up a few minutes later and told me, so I apologised profusely. My mates have just set off home now. Psh. Fantastic.