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This has been the first time i've updated in a while, i really couldnt care less anymore. The reason being i've gotten to the point where i couldnt really care less apart from a group of people. You could say "poof.friends journal all the way".No thanks.
On friday night I actually don't know what happened, but I somehow missed the train to Saltcoats. I fucked up the night basically. I spent a while in central, I regret this. I wish i just got the next train to Saltcoats after this even if I was only there for an hour.
I ended up phoneing Chrisey alot, even though his phone was off i must off tried a few times. But see when i got other people,who had drink? They walked so slow and then Haddows was shut. Incidents happened. I'd rather not embaress anyone, it was an alright night and I know shes ok, so its ok. Ended up getting home at 1:30 or something. Walking through Clydebank at 1 through the fog really isnt my thing. Especially when a 12 year old tried to mug me for a fag with her mobile as a weapon on the bus.
Saturday started with waking up, thank you God. I got in and started talking to Sean. And then i ended up getting drink and just fucking about.I'm glad I got drink early, it made me feel good later on as I was sober. I think i would have fainted if I never got that burger king haha. Me and Dave discussed about everything and smoked who knows how many fags between us in buchanan galleries while we waited for everyone to come out the toilet. We waited something like an hour and a half.
By this time i was in one of the best moods ever, i'm not exactly sure what happened but i felt amazing. Saw Scarlett in central,fucking love her. Ended up down Clydeside, eventually. When did that place start getting popular again, we used to drink down there when we were like what? 12?
Arguments started over nothing, well seemingly nothing i'm starting to believe the other side now as it seems much more reasonable.I think everyone witnesses me "break stuff". Angry teenager symptoms?Yes, to an extent.
Kay suggested we walk home, obviously she didnt know the treck. We spent 20 minutes walking past strip clubs and bars. Listened to the raves as well. Got in watched tv. Was freezing,and I still can't work my own heater so I got Kay to do it,and it was fucking boiling. Sat and watched more tv. Talked for ages and stuff, I really love her, I really do.
Woke up at 8 with a kick and a "stop snoring". I dont know what happened but the next minute it was 11,and we were running late. Ah well, I made the shitest toast ever.True story.
Town today was utter shite.
I actually hated it so much.
On friday night I actually don't know what happened, but I somehow missed the train to Saltcoats. I fucked up the night basically. I spent a while in central, I regret this. I wish i just got the next train to Saltcoats after this even if I was only there for an hour.
I ended up phoneing Chrisey alot, even though his phone was off i must off tried a few times. But see when i got other people,who had drink? They walked so slow and then Haddows was shut. Incidents happened. I'd rather not embaress anyone, it was an alright night and I know shes ok, so its ok. Ended up getting home at 1:30 or something. Walking through Clydebank at 1 through the fog really isnt my thing. Especially when a 12 year old tried to mug me for a fag with her mobile as a weapon on the bus.
Saturday started with waking up, thank you God. I got in and started talking to Sean. And then i ended up getting drink and just fucking about.I'm glad I got drink early, it made me feel good later on as I was sober. I think i would have fainted if I never got that burger king haha. Me and Dave discussed about everything and smoked who knows how many fags between us in buchanan galleries while we waited for everyone to come out the toilet. We waited something like an hour and a half.
By this time i was in one of the best moods ever, i'm not exactly sure what happened but i felt amazing. Saw Scarlett in central,fucking love her. Ended up down Clydeside, eventually. When did that place start getting popular again, we used to drink down there when we were like what? 12?
Arguments started over nothing, well seemingly nothing i'm starting to believe the other side now as it seems much more reasonable.I think everyone witnesses me "break stuff". Angry teenager symptoms?Yes, to an extent.
Kay suggested we walk home, obviously she didnt know the treck. We spent 20 minutes walking past strip clubs and bars. Listened to the raves as well. Got in watched tv. Was freezing,and I still can't work my own heater so I got Kay to do it,and it was fucking boiling. Sat and watched more tv. Talked for ages and stuff, I really love her, I really do.
Woke up at 8 with a kick and a "stop snoring". I dont know what happened but the next minute it was 11,and we were running late. Ah well, I made the shitest toast ever.True story.
Town today was utter shite.
I actually hated it so much.