Money!! and my weekend stroties with J and Phil

what i bought today…

Necklace for Little Sister Zoe’s birthday – £4.50

Necklace for me (well, i spent so much time looking at jewellery today i couldnt resist) – £5.40

Birthday card – £1.70

one of my ex-year 7 boys saw me in town and i had to go and buy silly string for him coz you had to be over 16 to get it from that shop and it was the only one open taht sold silly string. luckily they had just followed me into that card shop…i had just walked to show the where “The Party Shop” is…but it was shut. He gave me the money for his but his friend was about a quid short so i lent it him. – £1.10

total for day – £12.70

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I was gonna finish off mystories from my week end…

well, i went back to Js and stayed the night. Noticed i used the phrase “stayed the night” not “slept round his”. I barely slept and before you think dirty thoughts, we are innocent. He is just so fuckin fidgetty!! lol. He woke me up a million times. He’s so violent lol. He was telling me before we went to sleep that he has knocked his dream catcher down a few nights ago. His dream catcher is like 1.5′ long. There is like 7′ between his bed and his ceiling. how the hell did he knock that down? He musta stood up. hehe it was funny. Everytime he turned over he would wake me up. he musta been half awak every time because he half sat up as he did it, got comfy and then about 5 mins later, would open his eyes, see that i also had my eyes open and say “you ok?”. i was like…”*sigh* yup” and thinking, i was til you bloody woke me up. hehe it was a fun night

The morninf after Phil text me and asked if i wanted a lift to Hunny so i could get the bus back to Lynn. It was pouring of rain so he offered me a lift so i didn’t have to walk to an hour and get wet. Phil is so lovely. But, Phil has only just passed his test and i was like shit. Added to my worries about people my age driving was the fact that Phil has a car that he calls a classic…it is a pile of cra. It has no seat belts in the back. I turned to Jason and was like “no fucking way am i getting in the back” He was holding on so much lol. I was like Phil please slow down  and Jason was like “SLOW DOWN!” lol. bless. Phil is actually a really good driver though. So it’s ok. I forgive him. lololol, he was saying how he never drives down the main road of Hunny incase someone sees him in his banger. And he always parks down the back roads lolol. omg he’s so funny bless him.

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i got on the bus to go back to Lynn (straight to work) and there was this friggin flying thingon the windown in front of me. It wasnt a fly…but it was scary as hell and looked like a fly with a tail. It had broken back legs and couldnt fly…only crawl up the window in front of me. Me, being shit scared of flying things, did not find it interesting to watch. In fact, i shat my pants. For the first 35 minutes of the bus ride i was tensing every single muscle in my body. I had tears in my eyes the whole way and when it occasionally fell off the window and struggled to get itself back upright, i almost stopped breathing. i hate flying things. when i had like 10 minutes of bus ride left, the bug managed to fly (i dont know how) to the window further ahead. Then these two boys got on, they mustve been about 9 or 10. and they sat next to the window where the bug had moved to (they were on those disabled seats which face into the bus rather than forwards. and they were like “ooh bug” then the other one goes “omg what the hell is that?? i thought it was a fly” lol i was like urgh.  then the littlest one said “lets kill it”. yes! lets! and he squished it and got bug juice all over the window and his coat. lolol. i tried to hard not to laugh.

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i did ramble for longer but ill make a separate entry out of it…

-Lauren xx

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May 3, 2005

did you mean to write stroties as the title of your entry? I like the new title of your diary. It’s all very wonderous. I see you have been spending wildly again. As I’m writing this, you may be interested to know, my cat just walked up outside and started eating some grass.

May 3, 2005

did you mean to write stroties as the title of your entry? I like the new title of your diary. It’s all very wonderous. I see you have been spending wildly again. As I’m writing this, you may be interested to know, my cat just walked up outside and started eating some grass.

May 3, 2005

Maybe he does stand up in his sleep. Maybe he goes sleepwalking. That would be cool. He probably got up, sleepwalked up to his roof or something, did some cartwheels, then went back to bed, knocking over the dreamcatcher in the process. Or maybe he just couldn’t get comfy. So he lashed out. And Phil sounds cool. He always sounds cool whenever you mention him.

May 3, 2005

Maybe he does stand up in his sleep. Maybe he goes sleepwalking. That would be cool. He probably got up, sleepwalked up to his roof or something, did some cartwheels, then went back to bed, knocking over the dreamcatcher in the process. Or maybe he just couldn’t get comfy. So he lashed out. And Phil sounds cool. He always sounds cool whenever you mention him.

May 3, 2005

You really have quite a phobia about flying things. But bees are still good. And friendly. Maybe you just need a contingent of 10 year old boys to take everywhere with you to kill stuff. Or a flyswat. Or one of those suits beekeepers wear to protect them from bees.

May 3, 2005

You really have quite a phobia about flying things. But bees are still good. And friendly. Maybe you just need a contingent of 10 year old boys to take everywhere with you to kill stuff. Or a flyswat. Or one of those suits beekeepers wear to protect them from bees.