Partying on Dom’s birthday…without Dom
Twas the brother’s 22nd birthday yesterday. Popped home to take him his present etc. I actually got a hug from him. What on earth is going on? He was nice to me. haha
went clubbing last night. Used mum’s camera and i dont have her lead to put them on lappy and i dont have batteries in my camera. Shall try and sort it out later coz some of the photos are high-lair-I-us. Need to put them on facebook for everyone to steal anyway. Loads of boys from here were dressed as Spartans which was pretty funny. Alex cut all his knuckles punching one of their sheilds. I got jabbed with a spear quite a few times. Oh and they all got into a bit of a fight on the way home (i wasn’t there) because one of them accidently jabbed a drunk guy with his spear…they started on them because of it. The spartan in question knocked one of the guys out with one punch and the rest kinda backed off scared. haha. don’t mess with the spartans.
looked after a drunk stranger. i was pretty wobbley myself but there was this guy falling asleep on the sofa seats next to me. His friend came over and said ‘do us a favour – make sure he’s alright, i’ll be back in a minute’. So I said sure…his mate must’ve been gone about 35 minutes. Anyway, I propped him up when he was slowly leaning over and about to fall off the chair, I kept asking if he was OK and I got a lot of winks and drunken smiles back. I got him a pint of water from the bar set it in front of him and he waved at it…so then I explained that I got him water and put it in his hand. “you’re so lovely you are” haha bless him. he had such a sweet childlike drunken smile.
got hit on by a guy who was about 40. as i walked back from the loos he grabbed my arm and tried to hold my hand. so i gave him that “yeah right” look us girls give guys but he didn’t seem to understand. So I was standing with my mates and he was just staring at me until i glanced over (I tried not to but it’s hard when someones eyes are burning into the side of your head!) and then beckoned me. I kept shaking my head then obviously talking to Nikki and we were obviously both laughing at him. (I’m not normally so mean but he was pushing his luck). So this went on for the last half hour of me being in the club. As I left he ran after me, grabbed my arm and said “give me your number so I can call you”. WHY would I want you to call me?? I’ve been saying fuck off in various nice ways for the past half hour. I am 19. You are 40-45. I have told you I have a boyfriend. Just Go Away.
Anyway, when we got back. Me and George made omelettes drunk. woo. our ommelettes were AWESOME.
oh and before I went out I had to stitch George’s straw hat so that it curled round and looked like a cowboy hat. (loads of people were dressing up last night). It was awesome (I have a pretty funny picture of him wearing and…and of me wearing it) and it made us lose our taxi.
I have some bad news to write about but I don’t want to rush it and I’m now off to pick something up myt dad left me at the train station and then perhaps to the beer festival. Me and Alex haven’t decided whether we should work or not…you can ‘volunteer’ and get paid in beer…hmm….tempting. hehe. we shall see.
laterz.
– Lon xx