the night bus was too silly,
lets quit having lives. what was the point of leaving a party though? i dont regret staying, boat parties are quite nice as the sights of london are really pretty. i didnt drink that much but i hadnt eaten due to having hidden out in my room "like a mysterious house ghost, who you know is there but never see" from the awkwardness of my brothers german exchange. i spent the whole night stalking some silly chav and then got on someone hotter. the cringe ohh the cringe is flooding back to me now. i didnt want to kiss him because he'd just swapped numbers with my friend and id just complained about stealing other peoples boys. it was too cold on deck, he actually complimented me, and i said, oh god my friend is going to see me kiss you, this is so bad. and then we kissed. chavvy boy was loitering round watching it and kept saying "im on to you!" which i didnt understand then but now i think he thought i was trying to make him jelouse?! i went to afterskool, sneaking in having to runn for it, and chavvy boy was there and i kissed him too, because it was 1 yr and 1 day since last time. it was all "romantic" and "meaningful" and i just thought, i reaaally dont fancy you anymore, your wearing a suit you look like a idiot. so i said, see you next year! and walked off leaving him looking like a twat standing by himself on the dancefloor. i then played would you rather with the hotter boy, who bashed his head on the sign and got concussed. im not used to people i get with talking to me the next day, but he did? maybe he was brought up well.
no one on the corner have swagger like us ~~
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