my weekend (and half the week...)

current music: the used - buried myself alive.

right so ive finally got round to updating my blog. ill try and remember all that happened...
friday started off slowly, and pretty shit. id resigned myself to staying indoors for the night as it was around 9ish and id heard from no-one (mum said i should ring people and see what they are up to but the way i see it is if they dont ring me then they dont want me to be there, or something like that).
so i was stuck inside chatting to some people on msn when ashley (booya! mentioned again!), scotts bro, asked if i wanted to go round his cos he was on his own and he had drink. scott was at some drama thing and was coming back at half 10. i decided to go as i was bored out of my skull.
the night was pretty funny. (word of warning; do not drink 'chocolate honeycombe' flavoured Screamers if you have the chance, tastes more like sick that anything.)
so i had a pretty good night in the end, got home at 1ish and mother had words with me about coming in late when have work the next day (yes at 12 you fool). ignored here and got some much needed sleep.
onto saturday; work was average. got completely soaked on my way to work though, goddamn rain. my coat is that waterproof that the rain managed to get through that, through my jumper and onto my work top which was drenched. twas not nice.
anyway got work out of the way and returned home. think i then watched 'alien vs. predator', twas a pretty good film. then scott rang me and asked if i was up to anything, no was the inevitable answer. we were gonna go round his but we realised we had no alcohol so we decided to get some chip shop grub instead... went round scott's (again) and munched it down.
ashley (mentioned yet again bee hatch!) burst through the door bearing gifts of alcohol:-
24 cans of stella, 4 cans of special brew and a bottle of aftershock. (i think).
special brew... *shudders* bleurgh that stuff is rancid. 9% 'strong lager'. one can of that bastard stuff and i was feeling it already. dont think ill drink that in the near future, the aftertaste was foul.
we watched a few films on sky then went to bed, i stayed at scott's.
my oh my do i love double beds! i stayed in the guest room (scott has a big house cos hes rather wealthy :P). double beds kick sooo much ass, it was so comfy and spacious!
then to sunday...
we rose at about 1. after much thought we decided to go to bath and purchase some games and then take em back within 10 days to take advantage of GAME's 10 day return no fuss deal.
got in there and got some food first. the chicken, bacon and mozzarella bagettes from some eatery is pure heaven. they are soooo nice. we then went into GAME and picked up 2 games for £60.
007 Everything or Nothing. not bad, a little easy but good overall.
WWE Smackdown: Here Comes The Pain. i dont follow wrestling anymore (i was big on it when i was a wee laddy) but im partial to a wrestling computer game now and again. this one is quite good.
only problem was; we lost the receipt for the games. so we cant take em back, we have to keep em but then im not that bothered cos they are pretty good games anyway.
sunday night was weird.
i began the journey to work on my mopey and kept thinking about having a crash or an accident. it was weird. as i was coming down this rather big hill 2 'boy racers' flew passed me on a blind turn. i had to move over and nearly ended up in the hedge but i kept control and skidded through some mud. fucking bastards; could of killed me.
so i got to work unscathed and it went swimmingly (well it was ok but i felt like using that word cos it sounds odd). then about half way through the night there was an accident bang outfront of my workplace (Winsboroughs' Traditonial Fish & Chips for those of you who didnt know).
it turns out that one of the people involved in the accident works at 'winsboroughs' and he was riding a bike.
co-inky-dink? probably. i think he broke his leg or something. there were swarms of policemen and firemen outside. after the accident we didnt have any customers in the restaurant part, which meant less work for me. not that im greatful there was an accident.
monday. was alright. i was in a really, really hyper mood. and so was char. when we went over the shop we were being twats. i dont think ive laughed that much for a while.
oooh ooh and they now sell 'hot pies' in the shop over the road from school. yay.
tuesday. school was lame. went down youth club; that was pretty good, had a laugh.
that brings me nicely up to today. didnt have lessons till 1.45 so i slept til 12ish. went to school, did lessons, came home. now im here typing this rather large post. if youve got this far i salute you! nothing else to say except:
phat post!
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