Quite uninteresting but sometimes funny…

Jeez! Had a quite intersesting weekend…On friday I took the train and bus home to AJ. The last bit (which I go by bus) I got to see british pikeys that where on their way to a Halloween party. The guys in the gang where not dressed up (assuming this is not “manly” enough) but the girls…woohoo! Imagine ugly 15 yr olds dressed up in short neon tutus and neon tights and tops that where cut as low as possible. I saw more teen boobs than Ive ever done before. Even those poor girls that doenst have very much boobs, but still thinks that having as big boobs as possible is the thing that matters. I personally celebrate small ones, but maybe thats just me? Anyway, these girls had tried their best to push up their poor little breasts as much as they possibly could and they all looked like 80s trash hookers. The worst thing is they almost look like that even when its not halloween. Only less neon colours.
Anyway, night was spent at JandJ two friends of AJ. a few of AJs closest mates where there and they all had their girlfriends with them…and they are all very nice, but it felt weird being the girlfriend on the side kinda. We had a nice night and the guys had bought some fireworks. The first ones went fine and we where all standing in the garden ahing and ohing and laughing when bits from the fireworks fell down on the chavs walking on the field behind the garden. Then we decided to have one of those big ones that shoot several shots…Only problem was that i tipped over and started shooting straight at us instead. Everywhere we had fireworks exploding. Some of us ran in to the house, but me and AJ got cut off and then had to run as soon as we got the chance. AJ got hit in the leg, but it was ok, just a little bleeding.
Then we kept on withe the fireworks, happily cheered on by the neighbours boy, who we woke up and was sitting in his window, watching us. Ive almost got my hair burnt of by a falling piece of fireworks (irony huh?) and the when we where doing the last big ones, one of them offcourse tipped over. But at this time,everyone was prepared to run inside so no men down that time. That was officially the scariest fireworks Ive ever been to!

On saturday, I went by IL’s new flat which was wonderful! We where supposed to go to a gig and see IL’s little toyboy. When I go there things where blossing up and I got that same feeling you got if you where at a friends house when you where a kid and then the friends parents where having a fight. IL got tired and said the smartest thing ever “lets calm down and have a drink!”. So me and IL went out and bought a big bottle of vodka and us and the rest of the girls, Ellie, Liz and R got drunk and it got later and later and then we realised that we where out of vodka. So naturally we bought anotherone. And drank that up. Then I drunkenly called ML and we decided to meet up in Fullham. Done and done and as always we started at Brogans. IL went home quite early but the rest of us partied on with Lee (who came by), ML and T. But then even Ellie, Liz and R called it a night. And then, as always when you have the best intention on going somewhere cool, we ended up at fucking Chateau 6. But we didnt have to stay in a que anyway. Thats one of the many great resons for going out with ML in Fullham, he knows everyone there. Every guard on every place so we never have to stand in a que. Is so amazing I could cry. After drunken dances, me, ML, Lee and T went back to ML’s house where his parents was still awake and his mum made us tea. MLs parents is very cool. We spend hours sitting smoking and talking shit at the kitchentable. Lee left cause of he had to go to work the next morning. T fell asleep in the sofa and me, ML and ML’s mum sat and watched “McLeods Daughters” at 4 in the morning. And then I fell asleep around 6. ML was nice enough to lend me his bed while he stayed in the sofa and that is a fricking amazing bed! I was so glad I didnt had to go back to Putney and sleep on my air mattress!
Woke up around 11 on Sunday, still feeling drunk. After  a few cups of tea, me and ML went to the Tudor for breakfeast (at two on the afternoon) and I had the nices scrambles eggs with smoked salmon toast ever. After a nice walk in the cemetary I was on my way home. And instead of going home, I went directly back to Surbiton. Via GAP to buy some T-shirts to wear. And when I was sitting on the train I realised I had yesterdays eyeliner underneath my eyes and had the same clothes as I had on saturday plus I hadnt showered. As soon as I got back to AJs I laid down on the sofa and started eating candy. Watched about three episodes of Ghost Wisperer, three of CSI and I also managed to see a episode of Wife Swap. Very good hangover sunday, I must say.

Now, at work obviously. Was late…again. Which was not my fault but still.

xx

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ps if someone wants to give me money, please do, cause I dont have any.