hey all you lovely, lovely people, hope all of you are well.
i just had quite a wierd weekend, i think it was pleasurable, that is to say it wasnt a shit weekend. i've started drivengin again on thursday and since then have drove about 250-300 miles, with out really going anywhere.
friday night i went to visit my ex's uncle Andy (im still good friends with her family) because ive not seen him in about 5-6 months. andys flat is always bustling with people and im never suppriesed to meet another member of the family that i dont know, on this occasion it was his older sister's kids where coming round and going to the local social club with andy so i tagged along. as we were leaving to go to the club my ex turned up with another of her cousins and her new man and decided that she was goning to join us at the club. all went well until the end of the night when everyone atarted to go home, because i was the only driver, and its difficult to get taxis in the early hours of the morning on a saturday i agreed to give my ex, her new man and one of her cousins lifts home. droped of her cousin first. when i came to drop of my ex and her man she insisted that i go up and see her new flat (not sure evennow why she was soo insistent) just to be polite i went up and then just felt like the goosebury. he was ok got on with him (despite the fact hes a stokie) she was, i dont know cant desgribe it, just wasnt quite herself so i desided to rock the boat and send him a picture of her from my phone. somehow she didnt see the funny side (could be that she hates havin her picture taken) so then she went into a kiddy-strop and was tryin to refuse to talk to us for bout an hour, which made us taunte her even more, especially while she was paintin. decided to leave around 2.30 cos i had work on saturday, which was a dissapointment as we got dicked by everton (i work at sportcity on match days) then as i was gettin a few bits and peices from the shops i got a text from the ex thankin me for the previous night an sayin that she didnt make it into work the next day.
Saturday night i drove into manchester to see a mate who dj's in a bar only to find he wasnt working so i left after a short while, and didnt do much for the rest of the night.
sunday went to ikea in warrington with my mum (never again) got out of ikea at 3pm and she wanted to go to tescos so we found one in warrington and she did nothin but bitch about my drivin (sorry but do you want to do it? no? then shut the fuck up
)
got home for bout 4.30 then went round to a mates and watched my new oasis dvd which is totaly awsume
i just had quite a wierd weekend, i think it was pleasurable, that is to say it wasnt a shit weekend. i've started drivengin again on thursday and since then have drove about 250-300 miles, with out really going anywhere.
friday night i went to visit my ex's uncle Andy (im still good friends with her family) because ive not seen him in about 5-6 months. andys flat is always bustling with people and im never suppriesed to meet another member of the family that i dont know, on this occasion it was his older sister's kids where coming round and going to the local social club with andy so i tagged along. as we were leaving to go to the club my ex turned up with another of her cousins and her new man and decided that she was goning to join us at the club. all went well until the end of the night when everyone atarted to go home, because i was the only driver, and its difficult to get taxis in the early hours of the morning on a saturday i agreed to give my ex, her new man and one of her cousins lifts home. droped of her cousin first. when i came to drop of my ex and her man she insisted that i go up and see her new flat (not sure evennow why she was soo insistent) just to be polite i went up and then just felt like the goosebury. he was ok got on with him (despite the fact hes a stokie) she was, i dont know cant desgribe it, just wasnt quite herself so i desided to rock the boat and send him a picture of her from my phone. somehow she didnt see the funny side (could be that she hates havin her picture taken) so then she went into a kiddy-strop and was tryin to refuse to talk to us for bout an hour, which made us taunte her even more, especially while she was paintin. decided to leave around 2.30 cos i had work on saturday, which was a dissapointment as we got dicked by everton (i work at sportcity on match days) then as i was gettin a few bits and peices from the shops i got a text from the ex thankin me for the previous night an sayin that she didnt make it into work the next day.
Saturday night i drove into manchester to see a mate who dj's in a bar only to find he wasnt working so i left after a short while, and didnt do much for the rest of the night.
sunday went to ikea in warrington with my mum (never again) got out of ikea at 3pm and she wanted to go to tescos so we found one in warrington and she did nothin but bitch about my drivin (sorry but do you want to do it? no? then shut the fuck up
)
got home for bout 4.30 then went round to a mates and watched my new oasis dvd which is totaly awsume
Ex's are always fucking weird. Least you ain't got my prob mate, atm, I can't seem to lose a girl I went out with about 4yrs ago, who suddenly seems to think that I should want to shag her.... bizarre.