I’ve not blogged for 2 weeks! I’ve been busy… I think, I just don’t know what with, like I had to get my diary out to see what I’ve been doing since my last blog, which was on 23rd, and I’m now following 23 blogs, wahoo.
Well I’m gonna begin my waffling then.
I can’t remember what happened last Monday or Tuesday, at all.
I remember losing my capo, again.
I remember Wednesday, because I saw Johari play at the croft, and everyone was wearing shorts, and they were very good as usual.
I remember on the Thursday I had a yoghurt crisis, I got to my house and went to get my keys out and found them in my yoghurt and yoghurt everywhere, and it was stressful. Stupid yoghurt. This was after I was already angry because on a Thursday I can go home at like 12, but every other week I stay after school and run a humanities thing for some clever kiddies in years 7, 8 & 9. I do it with 2 other girls and one of them was gonna sort everything out for that week. She decided she wouldn’t tell me she’d cancel it because apparently there was “no point in letting me know” so I stayed at school for an unnecessary 3 hours longer than I had to. what made it worse was that I had no work to do because I had 2 hours free in the morning, so I was tired anyway, and bored, and then really pissed off on Thursday.
Friday was a better day, I had Rugby, and we broke up for Easter.
Me and Pip always drink a stupid amount when it’s a Friday night game, but they’re always funny, and we end up having deep chats when we’re drunk, and very intelligent conversations with Mummy Emsley, the stewards and Spanky, who never talks all that much sense anyway.
On Saturday I got an impressive bargain on a cardigan, £40 reduced to £15 in River Island, yay.
That weekend my mum had family down, they’re looney, and she brought some crazy woman into our home from somewhere - I don’t even know how she met her, that’s how much I didn’t pay an interest because I thought she was a psycho.
Sunday, Game of Thrones wasn’t back. Meaning my countdown has been wrong the whole bloody time. However, I stayed at Nikki’s Sunday, not sure if I’ve ever properly mentioned how much Nikki means to me before. She’s probably one of the only people that has never ever judged me because of an interest. She might think it, but she’s never shown or told me that she thinks I’m completely bonkers, or rolled her eyes at me and made stupid comments or anything. I love staying with her, because like she said when I was there, it’s nice being able to be with someone else, and have company and just not have to talk all the time, but also have a decent amount of clever, epiphany-filled conversation. She’s someone I have so much in common with, and can easy tell anything and know that it’ll go no further than that because she’s so trustworthy - or she’ll just smash her head on the front room table, get concussion and forget haha! But yeah, Nikki is the best, 97% of the time I wish I could move in with her.
That’s all for Monday.
Tuesday was a pretty busy day, I had an interview - that I haven’t heard back from, yet again. At T.G.I Friday’s. I don’t think it went well anyway because I’m shocking at role plays. I then went to my Gran’s and my niece has a serious problem with answering back, I really want to kick her sometimes, my nephew grinds my gears too, he’s just like his Dad, very rude and not very caring. He is only 5, but what does that say about his Dad?
I then, in the evening, once again saw Johari, with my friend Sophie, which was nice to spend time with her for the first time in a while, and once again really enjoyed their gig. I however found out that my favourite band had split up and spent alot of the night then trying not to cry.
Wednesday was uneventful, I got a bit of work done, and just played alot of guitar so was nice to have a break.
I helped my friend Pip with her Art coursework, she wanted some photos to work with that portrayed lonliness, and I was used as the guinea pig, but it all turned out really well, and Pip is really chuffed and hopefully she’ll get a big A at the end of the year for all her work.
In the evening I went to see my friend’s band Goodnight Lois play, and took my stepdad along this time. A few months ago I gave him their EP, and he’s become pretty obsessed with them, which is really cute. But he really enjoyed it yesterday and was really impressed by them, which was nice. They keep getting better and better.
I love watching my friend’s bands play, I feel so proud to know them, and they just get more and more amazing each time and put so much effort in to it and it’s just nice seeing their hard work pay off when they get gigs and stuff.
Today, I’ve made a cake. It’s my Auntie’s birthday soon, so we’re going up to Stevenage tomorrow to see her. Which should be nice.
So that’s my long blog done with.
I’m very happy at the moment.
Happy Easter, get fat.