Older? - 6:22 pm - 25-03-2007
Last year I blogged about my birthday. As I mentioned at the time, it was the best birthday I’d ever had but I must say this one owned it completely, mainly because it lasted for three nights.
The Actual Day
I walked to school with Dave (Legg) which was something I hadn’t done for a while, so that was rather enjoyable.
In tutorset, Callum and John Gunstone gave me their presents. From Callum I got a contraption similar to a camera tripod except that instead of having three legs it attaches itself to a bar, for example a bike handle bar.
John gave me a road sign saying Beatles Boulevard, and as anyone who knows me will tell you I am very much a Beatles fan, so that was amazing. He also got me a bike horn.m When everyone saw it everyone seemed surprised as Callum, Pete and Glyn were all also considering getting me a bike horn. =S
It was then lesson time, nothing of much interest happened until period 4 which is mentor period. Nim (my mentor) brought in a few packs of party rings for the mentor group in celebration of my birthday. She also gave me a card signed by the whole mentor group. It was lovely.
Then Glyn and Pete came in with a giant cooking apple with candles in singing Happy Birthday. It was rather embarrassing but still nice.
After mentor period I went home and opened up various cards. One was from my aunt with a generous cash gift enclosed. A second was addressed to Mr McAsh, and I had no idea who it was from. It was from Annabel and was closer to a letter than a birthday card. She said in it that the quote on it reminded her of me, which I thought was dead nice.
The Evening
A select group of friends came over. They were: Glyn, Pete, Callum, John G, Lauren, Brooke and Gav.
Lauren brought with her a lovely card which she’d made herself. On it she wrote “You are a treasured friend McAsh!” I thought it truly lovely and I of course treasure her dearly too.
Brooke arrived with a card and present for me. I’d never received an item of clothing from a friend as a present before. I find shopping for clothes for myself fairly difficult as I don’t really know what suits me, so I was astounded that Brooke had succeeded in getting me something I liked so much. I guess she knows me very well, like a sister should.
After listening to :(, Sabrepulse and Hot Chip in my room for a bit we all headed out. We didn’t do anything too exciting but the group was so fantastic it didn’t matter. At one point we found ourselves in an alleyway dancing to Daft Punk under a lamppost. Can’t argue with that can you? Towards the end of the night we headed off to Cogley Lane Park, for old times’ sake more than anything else.
The Friday Night
Friday night we went out to LoveShack. Myself, John Fenton, Tom, Callum, Lauren and Paul (who came all the way from York) set off from my house and met Pete and Grace at the co-op. We all boarded the bus and began the long discussion of ID. Only Lauren and Grace were actually 18 so everyone else was borrowing one, or in Pete’s case didn’t have one. We were all dead worried we wouldn’t get in, so we decided that a group of us who are most likely to get in should go in first, and then one person should come back out with IDs for those who might have greater issues getting in. It was all very confusing.
In town we went to meet Emoly (John’s girlfriend) and then to Rescue Rooms to meet Sophie Ellerby, Sophy Green and Emily Whitby. Kate was also in Rescue Rooms with Dodds and some people I didn’t know. Myself and Lauren went to speak to her but with loads of people we didn’t know around it was rather awkward so we left. Shame really…
Everyone sat around in Rescue Rooms and looked thoroughly bored for a bit before the first group went to LoveShack. When we were all in, the place was pretty empty. Sophie and Sophy clearly thought it was going to be shit so they left with Emily to go to New Rev.
An hour or so later the atmosphere was brilliant. Glyn had arrived after finishing at work and we had all migrated to the dance floor.
Soon after, the girls returned and immediately saw how amazing it was. Sarah appeared out of nowhere at one point, and then Dave (Perry) and Chris Hunter arrived.
Some of the music played there included: Spice Girls, S Club 7 and Vengaboys. It was phenomenal.
Oh, I almost forgot: Glyn and Lauren made out on the dance floor. It was hilarious. They saw the funny side too.
Saturday Night - Teresa’s Birthday
Myself, Glyn, John F and Tom went into town with the intention of going to Stealth. The girls were all out for Teresa’s birthday but they weren’t planning on joining us at any point.
We met up with Nic on the way and then went in.
I don’t want to go into too much detail so let’s summarise;
We had a couple of drinks.
Myself and John ran out of money.
The girls arrived.
I had some laughing gas.
Myself, John, Tom and Glyn danced around Amy Jutsum singing a song that went “Amy, Jutsum, Amy Amy Jutsum” over and over.
I had some of Teresa’s teapot of shots.
I had some of Freya’s teapot of shots.
Freya bought me a drink.
Myself, Lauren and John were speaking to some guy when Nic came up to us and started shouting at him. He was clearly quite drunk because he then fell asleep (he claims he was just resting his eyes.)
We all left Nic to sleep.
He came and found us and was not happy.
We went to the Red Room.
Glyn was dancing with some random girl, it was very funny.
We met up with Hannah (a girl we see at Rescue Rooms sometimes)
Photo fun
Dancing on the stage fun
Some of the girls left (Teresa, Sarah, Heather, Grace, Brooke) to go to Media.
Sarah and Brooke came back.
Myself, John, Lauren, Tom and Simon left Rescue Rooms for the bus.
Myself and Lauren shared some chips from SFC.
Tom, Simon and John went to the ATM so Tom could withdraw bus money. Some man started on Tom so they ran away.
We got to the bus stop.
Glyn walked towards us looking like a zombie.
We got on the bus.
Nic was on it.
We stood up for ages. John even sat on the floor.
We found a seat.
Some guy started shouting at Lauren. “Lauren, Lauren Evett. Who lives in the White Cottage”. We had no idea who he was, it was weird.
I started bleeding for no reason.
The guy turned out to be Rachel Nicholson’s brother.
He kept being weird and at one point said that Aisling “Has too many tampons to fit up her fanny”. He was seriously weird.
Myself, Tom, John and Lauren left for my house.
We heated up some chips and ate doritos and dip.
We found an easter egg that Pete had left for me and cracked that open.
We sorted beds out and then put Lion King on.
My sister came in:
Jackie: Do you think this is a good thing to be doing at 430 in the morning?
McAsh: Jackie, go to sleep you have work tomorrow.
Jackie: Ok.
We then started singing along to Circle of Life.
Tom: Your sister.
McAsh: What?
Tom: Your sister.
McAsh: What?
Tom: Jackie.
McAsh: What?
Tom: Jackie, your sister!
McAsh: What?
Tom: She’s here.
McAsh: Oh, hello Jackie.
Jackie: Can you all stop singing.
McAsh: Start singing? “It’s the circle of life…”
Jackie: No, stop singing!
McAsh: Oh, ok.
We watched the bit where Rafiki hold Simba up in the air and all the other animals cheer.
Tom: Do animals really do that?
John: Do what?
Tom: Respect other animals.
All: Hahahaha.
Epilogue
All three days were amazing. What we were doing was pretty damn good but a lot of it was down to who I was with.
Recently I’ve been watching a fair bit of Ally McBeal. One guy in it says that he measures a man by his friends.
If this is an accurate measure, then I am surely a pretty cool guy.
I’ve just spent the last hour trying to buy a ticket for Leeds fest. At one point I even got to the point of confirming my order, when it told me that I needed to register an account with TicketLine to buy it!
And of course that page would not load.
Then I got a call from Callum saying that he has 4 tickets (he and Ollie both bought two on the assumption that it’d be better having 4 than none) and that I could have one.
So I am going to give him the money tomorrow.
All is well!
Friday and Saturday night were both brilliant nights. I don’t mean to cause any offense to those who were involved in both nights but I’m afraid I will have to gloss over them.
Friday Night at John’s
John (Gunstone) drove me, John (Fenton) and Tom (Moreland) to his house for a boys night. Alan rocked up 20 minutes later, and Glyn cycled there for 1030ish. We had a great night with some wicked food.
Saturday Night at Katrine’s
Callum’s mum drove myself, Glyn and Callum to Katrine’s house. There was lots of drinking and joviality. Through one thing and another I ended up texting Mae to tell her I loved her.
I also saved my number in Becky’s phone as “Fit As”. After we’d both set off for our seperate homes she texted me saying “Fit as”, I said she was too and after a few texts I asked her out for Wednesday. She said she’d tell me the next day (today)
Gutted
I woke up and immediately there were two problems.
1: I remembered texting Mae.
2: I remembered asking Becky out, I don’t even know Becky.
Owned!
I went to work (at the co-op) and apart from feeling stupid about the night before it was all going fine.
Until…
Rob tells me that Vicky (the manager) is not happy that I bought alcohol from the store, as I am underage.
Oh dear.
New problem:
3. I might lose my job.
I thought about this for a bit and felt really shit.
Bang!
I remember who sold it me, and therefore broke the law: Lauren.
4. I might have lost my close friend Lauren’s job.
How do I get myself into these things?
Plus side: I can make better MSN conversations.
*** Sophie says:
Been up to much this weekend?
http://mcash.dlpwd.co.uk Who’s going to Leeds? says:
Told Mae I loved her, asked Becky Tongue out, found out I might have lost both mine and Lauren’s job
http://mcash.dlpwd.co.uk Who’s going to Leeds? says:
You?
*** Sophie says:
Haha - eventful.
*** Sophie says:
Nah not much Worked that’s it. Fuck all compared to you!
P.S. No answer from Becky yet. I proper don’t know what answer I’d prefer, I’m leaning towards “No” at the moment…
This weekend has been pretty darn crazy. Camilla came down again, after having been home for only a week and a day since being here last time. She arrived at 6ish on Friday.
Getting Ready
The first bit of the night is fairly boring so I shall do it in note form.
Camilla arrived.
We put pizzas in the oven.
Callum arrived.
We took the pizzas out.
Pete arrived.
We ate the pizzas.
I almost set the whole house on fire by throwing matches around the house.
We set of for Glyn’s house.
I picked up a sausage and chips for Glyn.
Pete bought booze for Callum and himself.
We arrived at Glyn’s.
Glyn tied his boom box to the back of his bike.
We left Glyn’s house, Glyn, Camilla, Pete, Callum and I.
It started raining.
Camilla tied her scarf around her head.
Pete tied a bandana around his head.
McAsh took photos.
We arrived at Cropwell Bishop.
We found Travis’ house.
We left our bikes there.
We walked to Cropwell Bishop Memorial Hall.
Martyn Winn and Oscar Partridge drove past us and asked where we were going.
They came with us.
We arrived at the party.
Settling In
We arrived and immediately Rebs ran up to me to give her greeting. I told her I had brought Pete, Glyn, Callum and Camilla and she only appeared to recognise Glyn. I told her that all four had been at Travis’ new year’s eve party and then she suddenly remembered them all.
Oh I do love forced politeness.
Being the sociable people we are, we went and sat in the corner with all the other people from Toot Hill.
Immediately we became aware of a problem: there was a bar and thus drinking one’s own alcohol would be frowned upon. Tom (Moreland) passed me an empty glass and I stealthily poured a beer into it.
We sat around for a bit before someone had the great idea of going into people’s pockets and moving their things into other people’s pocket’s.
Eventually I hit the point of intoxication when moving to the dance floor seemed like a good idea.
The Dance-Floor
I pranced/danced (depends on how optimistic you are) around for a while on the dance floor. Glyn came up to a small group of us and demanded a hug from each of us in turn to celebrate his birthday. I then told him to do the same with two girls near us, I didn’t know one of them but the other was called Sarah and was at Travis’ new year’s party.
The other girl just disappeared but Sarah agreed. I explained to her that it wasn’t my birthday, but that I’d still like a hug. She complied.
I then chatted to her for a bit before disappearing to find another beer.
The Quest for Alcohol
It wasn’t long before both Callum and I were nearing the end of our beer supply.
Luckily, we had a plan.
We figured that as most of the guests were girls from the High School (the most prestigious private school in Nottingham) they might be willing to buy us drinks. Afterall, we are both young, charming and attractive.
I found Genni (Phil’s girlfriend) and asked her to point me towards some girls who might fulfill the criteria.
Genni: No one will buy you a drink, because you have stupid hair.
Well, that was nice of her, and completely disheartening. I decided not to even try getting a drink off one of the girls.
However, luck was on my side: Nick Gammon came up to me and initiated conversation:
Nick: Are you having a good night?
McAsh: Yeah thanks, are you?
Nick: Yeah I am. Are you drunk?
McAsh: Not really no.
Nick: Well get drunk then!
McAsh: Are you drunk then?
Nick: Yeah!
McAsh: Well in that case, you can afford to buy me a drink.
Nick: Sure mate, what do you want?
What a lovely boy =D
Girls Like Guys With Mops
I was on the dance floor with Callum when I noticed Sarah was getting with some guy. “Skank,” I thought “I wanted to get with her”. Then I noticed that most of the Toot Hill kids were on the stage so I darted up there. I danced on a bench with Tom for a bit before jumping off the stage to go to the toilet.
Upon returning to the stage entrance I noticed a selection of mops. They were calling out to me, so I answered their call and picked one up.
I was immediately back on the stage dancing with the mop. Becky Wall tried to remove it, thinking I would break something. I refused to hand it over.
The head came off the handle.
Ah well.
I jumped down to the dance floor and started dancing around with it there. Someone gestured for me to pass it to her, so I did. I then decided to go get a second mop.
The head fell off immediately.
Ah well.
It only took me 10 seconds to get it, but by the time I was back the original mop was with Phil. The girl clearly didn’t know how to dance with a mop.
Next thing I knew I was dancing with Sarah.
And the next thing I knew I was kissing Sarah.
Someone tapped me on the shoulder. For some reason I thought it was Callum. “Mate, can’t you see I’m a bit busy at the moment,” I thought. Then the person physically separated us. I looked up and it wasn’t Callum at all, but the guy Sarah was getting with earlier.
McAsh: Hallo.
Guy: What do you think you’re doing with my girlfriend?
McAsh can’t hear him over the music
McAsh: Sorry, what?
Guy: That’s my girlfriend.
It dawns on McAsh
McAsh: What? Are you two going out?!
McAsh decides that if anyone is to try and fight him, he will pretend to pass out.
Guy: Yes.
McAsh turns to Sarah
McAsh: Skank!
McAsh turns back to the angry looking guy
McAsh: I’m really sorry mate, I didn’t know.
Guy: I’ll let you off this time.
And with one final uttering of “Skank” to the giggling girl I left.
I thought it was interesting that he said he’d let me off this time. Was he used to this happening?
Anyway, the most important part of this story is that I only got with her because I was dancing with a mop.
Maybe that’s what girls look for in a guy? A mop handle and some sick moves involving it…
Get back to me about that ladies.
Accusations
I was in the toilet when Callum told me that “some girl” was looking for me. I was relieved that it wasn’t “some angry guy” so I followed him to where she was.
When I arrived, the girl just flat out said:
Girl: Have you taken ten pounds out of my bag?
I was amazed. I think by the look on my face alone she could tell that I definitely did not take it, so she began apologising.
McAsh: I’m so confused. What made you think it was me?
Then someone, I cannot remember whether it was the same girl or not, said “Your hair.”
What is wrong with my hair?
Cold and Wet
I went outside to see Trav throwing up. Then Glyn came up and told me how wasted he was. They decided that it’d be a good idea to look after each other as they were both plastered. For some reason it also seemed like a good idea to them to go to the bus stop.
Glyn got fed up of being in the bus stop and decided to walk home. Bare in mind that we were a fair few miles away.
Myself and Camilla chased him to try and stop him. Callum rang to say the party was over and to ask where we were. I told him and he said he’d find us.
It started raining.
The next bit was horrible and words cannot explain it, so let’s skip to 3 hours later. Glyn, Camilla and I are in a taxi whose driver is threatening to throw us out. Both Camilla and Glyn are out of it. Callum has already cycled home. We are sodden.
We got back to my house and Glyn threw up some more (that’s right “some more”, just a hint as to the events of the missing three hours) into my kitchen sink.
We went into my room and I put a mattress out for Glyn. Both Camilla and Glyn collapsed onto it. Glyn threw up on my carpet and then I switched the light off.
I had to switch it on again when I realised he was now throwing up onto the bed.
The Morning
At 6 in the morning Glyn woke up and said he was going home. I was too tired to do anything so I left him to it.
Camilla and I woke at 10 and went downstairs and saw Glyn’s shoes. The door was locked. So he must have been in the house somewhere.
We looked all over the downstairs before going upstairs. I went into my sister’s room and my mum was in the bed.
McAsh: Why are you in here?
Mum: Well, at about 6 this morning someone came into my room and muttered an apology, then left and went to the bathroom. He then came back into the room and clambered into my bed. I realised it was Glyn so I got out and came her.
McAsh: LOLOLOLOLOL
Needless to say, Glyn was very embarrassed and apologetic when he heard what he’d done.
