Friday, was an epic win.
Apart from the fact i stood on the wrong side of the road for like, 20 mins.
Two buses went past me, before i figured it out! TWO.
Then me and cora missed our train after i was late in meeting her.
That means we were late meeting Lozz once we arrives in Leicester.
Then, laurens baby face made her unable to get into a 15 without ID, wtf people! She's one year younger than me!
So after debating (and much resistance from me), they both made me see Harry Potter.
It wasn't good the first time i saw it, but the second it was better.
Lozz kept grabbing my arm everytime Hermoine came on screen because she fangirls Emma Watson like noone else i know!
Then me and cora got the train back and Cora caught the wrong bus,
meaning she would literally have to go all the way round.
I bought food, came home. Put my music on loud.
This weekend has been fun.
On saturday me and siobhan went out at about four.
We tried to use this lg like, a million times but it didn't work.
Then on the last try we made it work.
It wasn't worth the money but it was fun, and we didn't pay anything anyway. (hahah)
Then we ate chips on a hill and went on the park.
Then we ate cookies in this little door alcove thing where the community center is.
Got back at about 10 and then dad came home 20 minutes later.
Mum came home from spain on sunday.
She bought me a top that says 'i love benidorm' and also lots of cheetos!
I wish we had cheetos in england, seriously.
Also these amazing strawberry sweets which were dangerously addicting.
Then she took me out for dinner at the tudor.
No tudor for more than two weeks.
Well, that's no good is it. I had a really good time.
There was a huge moth on my blind last night and dad wouldn't get it.
So basically, i had to close my curtains and sleep with it there.
I'm so scared of moths and i felt like it had landed on me all night, you know?
Like when you feel like its there.
Ugh.
I also watched big brother for the first time for a week yesterday.
They ended up having a fight about this guy having a pack of fags underneath his bed, then everything kicked off.
My dad was just sat in the kitchen laughing at what he could hear.
Monday, 10 August 2009
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