Word up, Homies?
It's just me, all alone at home so I thought I'd drop a few lines on here to pass the time. I've just got in from a night out in London and feel absolutely rancid.
The weekend started on Friday night with my friend Jon and I meeting up after work for a quick pint in our local. this one pint somehow managed to metamorph itself into around six and a very wrong and drunken conversation with someones dad later we made our way to his house to continue our session. This led to watching Step 2: The Streets (it was actually the third time I've watched it) and much soul searching on my part: "I didn't really say all those things and hint at this and that, did ?!?!?!?" sort of thing.
Saturday rolled around and was a much happier day due to the fact that it signified exactly six months since my girlfriend and I becamse, well boyfriend and girlfriend. Since she's (or you, if you're reading this
) lives on the otherside of the world right now one thing I wasn't expecting was a phone call but a phone call from her (or you) I got and my day was well and truly made. I then proceeded to celebrate with a good friend of mine in Islington even though I'm not too sure he really apprieciated me constantly going on about how awesome she (or you) is/are.
I'm not sure how the rest of the night panned out because Sambuca got involved and that spells THE END for me though I do remember a kebab house and more beer.
Sunday has been slow, a full English breakfast (my mate lives next door to the cafe, awesome) a few more beers while watching the Arsenal - Burnley match in an Arsenal pub (we were two minutes walk from the stadium) and a very uncomfortable train ride home to sunny Guildford.
I'm now of to rest my poor poor head and wait for next weekend to repeat.
Laters ya'll
It's just me, all alone at home so I thought I'd drop a few lines on here to pass the time. I've just got in from a night out in London and feel absolutely rancid.
The weekend started on Friday night with my friend Jon and I meeting up after work for a quick pint in our local. this one pint somehow managed to metamorph itself into around six and a very wrong and drunken conversation with someones dad later we made our way to his house to continue our session. This led to watching Step 2: The Streets (it was actually the third time I've watched it) and much soul searching on my part: "I didn't really say all those things and hint at this and that, did ?!?!?!?" sort of thing.
Saturday rolled around and was a much happier day due to the fact that it signified exactly six months since my girlfriend and I becamse, well boyfriend and girlfriend. Since she's (or you, if you're reading this
) lives on the otherside of the world right now one thing I wasn't expecting was a phone call but a phone call from her (or you) I got and my day was well and truly made. I then proceeded to celebrate with a good friend of mine in Islington even though I'm not too sure he really apprieciated me constantly going on about how awesome she (or you) is/are.
I'm not sure how the rest of the night panned out because Sambuca got involved and that spells THE END for me though I do remember a kebab house and more beer.
Sunday has been slow, a full English breakfast (my mate lives next door to the cafe, awesome) a few more beers while watching the Arsenal - Burnley match in an Arsenal pub (we were two minutes walk from the stadium) and a very uncomfortable train ride home to sunny Guildford.
I'm now of to rest my poor poor head and wait for next weekend to repeat.
Laters ya'll
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Sounds good for the most part there dude. It is a shame shes on the other side of the world though thats for sure.