There Has To Be A Closer Country...
School = wasnt there.
Double free in the morning, so i had a lie in and claire popped round *couldnt be arsed going*.
Intentionally we were going to go in a break to classical studies. didnt happen. so i handed in my application for the factory shoppie and vicki gave us her keys to get in if we wanted. so me and claire hung in vickis on our tod till she finished work! twas giid. me and claire had a laugh over her dipping her 4p carrot into her diet coke and lots of other stuff.
pies are good. i am one.
Vicki came home (and wouldnt let me steal her faithers minestrone (sp?) soup. gutted) was a good banter and a laugh at still game live dvd.
Now im here. obviously.
Going to Crieff tommorrow! and yesshh! im getting his shexual belt buckle and he's getting me suicide girls boxers. oh-fucking-yes.
Over and Out
Theres someone knocking on my door.. no-one lives here anymore x