Yesterday at approximately 1330 Tash arrived. She came with her mother and father. Her father disappeared to get some stuff from Bingham while her mother chatted to mine. This lasted only 15 minutes before her mother left and we went on a mission to get gas from Bingham (we failed). After returning I showed her around the house. Midway through this [Fenton] arrived and began bullying Tash. I joined in and this lasted for about three hours.
We established (possibly inaccurately) that Tash was:
A goth
A racist
A facist
Stupid
Friendless
Bad at SSBM
During this time we drank some whiskey and a turbo shandy (Smirnoff Ice with beer). John left and we had pizza while watching a film.
The best bit came next. We went downstairs and I watched Tash on Myspace and MSN. This was thrilling. So thrilling that I couldn’t handle much more than 7 years. So I went upstairs and and played Shadow the Hedgehog for the remaining century. Eventually she returned. We watched a crap cop show and went to bed.
This morning I woke up at around 4 o clock. Being an addict, I decided to venture into the kitchen and get (not one but) two glasses of orange juice. I chugged them and returned to my slumbers.
I woke again at 10ish. I went to see if Tash was awake- knocked on her door. She didn’t answer so I assumed she was asleep. I invited Callum and Olly over on MSN and they arrived 20 minutes later.
We played SSBM (of course) while we waited for Tash to finish in the bathroom (took at least 3 days). We then went into town.
We spent an enjoyable hour in Virgin Megastore listening to all the crazy music. (Birthday present idea for March 22nd- Hairbrush Divas.) We then went to GAME and got bored while Callum looked around.
Tash decided she didn’t like games so we went to Ice Nine to buy her mate a present. Tash complained that Nottingham only had 2 goth shops (that I know of) whereas Liverpool has 2 goth shopping centres each with 100 different goth shops. I didn’t care in the slightest, as far as I can see the more goth shops there are the worse the city is.
We went to Starbucks and had a lively conversation.
After a subway we spent an hour wandering the freezing cold city waiting for Maryanne to finish her film. While doing this we met up with Smellerby who was with her sister and cousin. Eventually Maryanne and her mates appeared. They had a picture done and bought some shoes while I hummed to myself. Nothing of interest happened here(except buying a Beach Boys CD and Tash bonding with a fellow smoker).
I became very cold and slightly worried that Tash was planning on spending all night in Nottingham when Sarah and Freya rammed into me. My “friends” walked off thinking that I was just being mugged and I chatted to Sarah and Freya. They told me to ring Tash and tell her we had to go for tea. I rang her and told her we had to go but didn’t bother with the lie. We went home on the bus with plenty of sprinkles of witty comments from me about Sarah.
We then went on MSN some more. I almost clawed my eyes out. So we went out to get a lovely film.
They didn’t have any lovely films so we got “How to lose a guy in 10 days”.
Great.
Tash is a facist. (or fabulous she says)
