This time in a week I will be at university and to say I can't wait would be an understatement. I am going out tomorrow to go shopping with mum to get some last bits including some socks because most of mine are consumed with holes. Mum is watching TV at the moment whilst eating crisps and the munching just reminds me of how annoying it is when people eat in the cinema. Jonathan Ross is also wearing a ridiculously purple suit which reminds me of how stupid I looked when one uniform day I dressed in all purple and nothing else. I hope to think I dress a little bit better now...
The last few days I was in Portsmouth going to visit Conor. We ate a lot and we drunk a lot. The taxi driver that took us to the Indian restaurant we went to was called Harry (I don't know why we got on first name basis) and he was perhaps over friendly. He insisted that if we told the waiters 'Harry sent us' it would benefit somehow.However, we were more concerned with the fact that one of the waiters looked like Mr T. We made sure we told him we liked his beard and he seemed most grateful. That night the fire alarm went off at 3am but Conor told me and Dale to get into the rhythm of it and we would be able to sleep just fine. We didn't sleep just fine.
In other news my cat is an Emo. He has taken up the hobby of eating himself and for some reason my mum thought the best course of action was to put nappy rash cream on the wounds.
What will become of this family?
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