yet another epic story, ill lead up to it, so if you're interested in the main part, just skip to part 3


part 1


Chris is one of a few people of a group i regulary hang out with, but in recent times he isolated himself, never taking phone calls, or considering how people worried about him. it really pissed me off. Then 2 days ago, he came back on msn and opened up to me. I confessed how i felt and how the others were handling, and he confessed what had happened to start his absence. It kinda became..i dunno..a "manly" conversation about fear, love, and music. The same effect as the camping resulted, i managed to make him open up, and i think that became a key part of what made his mind go from "im not going to a party tomorrow cause i dont feel like it" to the exact opposite, so when we turned up at the party together, a lot of people were surprised. Needless to say a lot of the girls are more comfortabler with him in conversation and give him hugs . I am stuck at the back with no hugs and not even a hello, but it is kinda his moment that day. Both of us now think that the theme song for the game "mirror's edge" is one of the best songs ever..dunno how it got brought up though. [link] . Since he's having a hard time, i also gave him my copy of fifa 09 which i never used, permenantly to either use or sell. I was gonna use it eventually..but he needs it more i think.


part 2


So we turned up at the party, and it turned pretty ok. The house we went to, carrie's, had a attic roof you could look out so i was a lil gutted i didnt get to see it. We all sat in the conservatory with a bunch of snacks and drink. Yes i still hate alcohol but i didnt really want to be looked down upon so <grabs a random beer and drinks it. It tastes awful>. m and m's without the..well..m and m's, and popcorn which i usually hate to bits, but i kinda liked it. The party dragged on a lil, and it got a lil out of hand. I wont say what for my own personal safety, but I did get a lil upset. Its even worse that everyone keeps mentioning it now -_-''. like all the best laid plans this group makes, there was no certain way of how i was going to get home. i was kindly offered a lift from tash, but I just wish some things were better planned earlier. By the time we did leave, it was far beyond what i had originally planned. There was still some hope for me getting home by train however..


part 3

..and that hope was..pretty much utter rubbish. The last train had left about 5 minuites ago. My phone at the party had become a plaything, and so to make matters worse, not only had i missed the train, couldnt afford a taxi either, but my phone battery was almost dead. text to my sister " im ok, im not stranded", and text to tash "missed train, come pick me up?". phone dies. I put my ipod onto the lowest setting to save power, and waited 10 minuites..20...30...getting worried at 40...scared at 50...drowsy at 60. I was really hoping I wasnt gonna be singing "heartbeat heartbreak" til 5 am, but it seemed like it. In my mind was just the image that although i'd texted, there's no guaruntee that it'd been read. maybe everyone had gone to bed, and it was stuck in the car by accident. I'd seen cars come and go so often, why wasnt there one for me? When people feel really desperate, thats when they pray, and I did the shortest and most pathetic prayer ever that i wouldnt be stuck here all night. I was prepared to just roam the streets til dawn, plus im in the halfway point between religion, not one or the other, but its not nice to just wander around at night in the rain.

I got picked up, like a lost child or a ragged doll on the floor. One of my friends just happened to bump into me and tell me to get a taxi. I said i would but..i couldnt afford it. 5 mins later, he comes round in a car and offers me a lift. we have an amazingly in-deph chat about college on the way, and as soon as i get home i rush to charge up my phone, bombarded with texts of "how about you.." or "are you ok?". i think i got..9?



on the edge..hmm..i spend most of today sleeping and fiddling with microsoft paint. tomorrow i wish i could do the same, but i have work, and my parents come back from niagra falls. They promise to bring back copies of chobits and d gray man for me, but tbh, id rather have just a plain old crappy souvenir XD. I dread the possibility of becoming a manga N.E.E.T or a himikori. Im not crazily obsessed THANK GOD.



saturday I work, sunday i sleep. monday is a free day, gonna ask my parents about learning to drive. tuesday ive got to fill in for someone at work -_-. wednesday is my proper work day. thursday im supposed to secretly go shopping with chris for clothes, oh and im going to a comedy show as well. Andy parsons from mock the week. Friday is another free day. yay!.


Soz to bore you again XD. I'll post some screenshots i think at a later date.



Oh and blizz, i dunno why its here but your gba sp is at my house. you might wanna get it back = p