hey hey
yeah, for those who dont know, this is the story.
a few weeks ago Ed said he'd be having a party this weekend, for his birthday and it was gonna be huge.
However, at the same time my mum was trying to organise a trip down to london, to see my step sister and her husband and two sons (shes 30 something).
SO. I said id rather go to Ed's partay, mum said fine, so booked flights down to london for her, step dad and bro.
Then last week, Ed had to cancel the partay. Shit.
SO i phoned mum and said to book me a ticket too down to london.
THEN, i heard that there was gonna be a big camping trip in Killearn instead.
I phoned my mum to find out when we'd be flying down to london, and if id b able to go camping.
Mum phoned back saying that we would be flying south at 7:30 on saturday morning.
SO unless i could find a lift into Glasgow for 7 i wouldnt be camping. Shit.
so tonight (friday) i got the bus into glasgow(after packing everything id need for three weeks away, including T IN THE PARK , BARBADOS and FRANCE) with Ray, Claire, Fox and Crotch, to buy some booooooooze
SO we headed back towards the bus stop to get back onto the bus, via a nice pub on Great western Rd.
At which point i decided id do my best to b in killearn for as long as possible.
SO we went to get on the bus, Claire and Stewart Mcann (hu was also there) managed to get on, but b4 me, Ray, Crotch or Fox could get on it drove off. LOL. twas a larf and a harf.
so we waited for another hour for the next bus, passing the time by drinking heavily and sharing stories of a funny nature.
we eventually got on the bus and managed to make it to killearn, and drink some more of the alcomohol we bought in town.
i needed to get the last bus into glasgow so that i could ge back to my mums in time to get some sleep b4 wakin up a few hours later to fly down south. Hannah found me at the bus stop in killearn waiting for the bus, and we chatted ( cant remember what about but we deffinately chatted)
I managed to fall asleep on the bus and got woke up at buchanan street bus station, where i had to phone Cam to voice my annoyance publicly that i had to walk the six odd miles bak to my mums house in the west end WHILE BEING ABSOLUTELY OU OF MY FACE DRUNK!(there is nothion more sobering than a VERY brisk stroll thru the west end of glasgow during the early hours of the morning)
Eventually got home, and explained to my mum how drunk i was...she said have a nice hangover and good night. (i predict i shall)
It is now 12 minutes past 1 in the morning and i have 5 hrs to sleep off the effects of downing a half litre bottle of vodka in half an hour b4 i will have to get up and get on a plane!! (possibly the worst place ever to have a hangiver) down to london.
WISH ME LUCK LOL.
HAVE A GD SUMMER!!!!!!1