So like, today was Marymass. I got burnt.
It was fun. We sat behind the portaloos (classy) and drank vodka & coke (classy) and pa-hooof juice (classy) and smoked (classy) while Nicky and Graham wrestled over a shoe (classy).
We're a hella classy bunch.
I met new people too. Marcus, Sean, John, Graham, Nicky, Richard, and others I think.
I took photos but they're on t'other computer.
Ahhh happy. Today was great. Last night was fantastic too. We went to the Lawthorn to see oor Fraser's band play (My Final Wish innit) then headed over to the Cavern. David, the wee bugger, bought me a drink and asked if I was going to the Cavern later, I said yes, and he did some sort of happy dance in his chair. Then he didn't go to the Cavern? What a mong. I don't like him like that, but still, mongy. What else what else...A lesbian bought me a drink like. Fraser came later, spoke to him for a while, danced a HELL of a lot. Like, honestly, except from maybe Live 8, my feet have never been so sore. Infact, they were probably sorer last night. High wedges. Lots of dancing. Then we (myself, Gillian, Becca and Astrid) went to Kilwinning to stay at Astrid's house. Sat and talked til 4am, went to bed, got the 11 train to Irvine, now go back to the top so see what happened next.
Stuart looks spiffing in a bikini top, may I add.
//sarcasm

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Making pasta. Fuck yes. My stomach is eating itself so it better be ready soon.
(OHMIGOD NOT LONG TIL I GET TO GO TO PE)