So, dramatic title for a dramatic week. I felt that was appropriate
So as a quick side note, sis i am to jealous and i hope the chine ing goes amazingly, and you will follow through on it, ok? YOU WILL. I very much wish to visit you in china and I’m going to hong kong this summer as you may remember i told you, so i have a taste of how excited you may be!
So omg where to start on this…
warning this will most likely be the longest post like ever, but i promise it is hilair. omg me and my made up words..is hilair made up?
So i started college last monday, being like the 9th or 11th, i don’t remember but around then, and i walked in only to notice that 1. My teacher is my football coach 2. I am the only person in tutor who doesn’t take pe (physical education) and 3. This guy, lets call him j, that i used to know (gotye song may be in your head now-sorry!) is in my freaking tutor?!
Ok so ill explain, j is basically this guy i met on an induction day at another college and we really hit it off and laughed and such and really liked each other then he asked for my number or a quick shag and i politely declined both as i quote “i am technically engaged”. So we both said fate will make us meet if we are meant to be! And so i walk in and he is sat there and he says “wagwan” …- ok so i have a real problem with this. I hate jock boys. I hate them a lot, they annoy the fuck out of me because all they seem to talk about is getting laid, and its like omg you don’t even realise what your doing- they make these innocent girls into sluts then call them sluts and omg. That annoys me SO MUCH. Right anyway so he is one of these guys that used to be a lad at his school however here at college he has no power as no one from him school went here so he spent his morning following me around like a lost puppy.
So ok to continue, my law teacher i met first and he is the gayest man you will ever meet. He gave me a yellow sheet and described it as fetching as it goes with my yellow top, so he reminds me of the gay guy off family guy, he had this soft voice that like cuddles you as he speaks and you are just thinking omg i want to throw my cat in the bin and adopt you instead! Maybe thats why cat bin lady did that..
So i adore law, its real fun and interesting and we learned about this case were a lady killed a man by sex… I found it interesting and no i am notbgoing to link to that! You google it. 😉
So then my stats teacher is a BITCH. she sounds like that evil pink lady who took over hogwarts in one of the harry potters, the one that made harry like bleed, but she sounds like she breathes helium instead of oxygen. My gosh i hate her.
So i know a ridiculous amount of people, when i walk around campus a lot of people are like “omg! Its you! Remember me?” And i have no idea but i always go along with it.. Out of politeness..
There is actually too many people. The college has its groups pretty clearly set out into clichéd groups; all the stones hang out in this think called the cage which is this tracked off little part of the field that is the only place you can smoke on campus and it is absolutely flowing with people on monday mornings, then your geeks who all hang out in varley cafe as everyone else says going there is ‘social suicide’ but they do pretty good coffee and i have made a few friends in there cause i don’t care what people think too much, then your jocks-as in the rugby lads sit at the top of the stairs on these cool benches outside the cafeteria and everyone else will be either at some lunch activity, in town for their free or sat around on the field somewhere. So for people who know me, they’ll know that id spend the majority of my time n the cage with my darling boyfriend or running round campus to see various people i promised i would talk to..
So i have actually been in with glandular fever and i am particularly overpacked with assignments my teachers have thrown at me, despite me drowning in my own saliva and mucus. So with this crap it means i cant kiss my boyfriend for a month, no drinking, smoking, drugs.. So this leaves me stuck in college wondering what to do with my frees.
So right theres my little description of college life now-i promised a story! So i was on about J, that boy in my tutor, and how my boyfriend is insanely threatened by him, so i got so fed up as on my first week i had hardly seen my darling boyfriend and he had promised to see me, so i thought fuck it. You know, J is offering to spend time with me and walk to lessons and he let me copy his homework, so i accepted his offer of lunch and turned off my phone. So i met J after lunch and he said we were off to meet his friend Rhi and then we could go do something. So on the way he was describing how he hardly really knew Rhi, she was apparently quite the bitch-whore, then the moment he sees her its like “hhhhhheeeeyyy, ah its so nice to see you!”, he basically turned into a bitchy teenage girl. So as the three of us tot along the conversation went to shit, all three of us had nothing in common and she was not the most conversational person, as in id ask a question and she would respond bluntly, cutting off possible conversation, so after a while i thought fuck it and said without realising i was talking out loud “fuck ii wish i was high.”
fucking brill idea! You got some ent you- says J
Right so i had promised just about everyone i new that i would not get high in college. I would focus, and not turn into your typical stoner, however this situation was killing me and Rhi had gone on like she was a weed expert in what seemed like a vain attempt to woo J, so i responded, fuck knows why as i had my boyfriends on me only and i was under strict instructions not to have this- but it was a blend of jealousy that j actually liked this whore, anger at my boyf and just plain boredom that i agreed to it and before i had even responded i realised a spliff had already been made and we sat at a bus shelter toking it. So this was strrrroing stuff, as in it hit in within ten minutes and none of us had spoke for half an hour despite it feeling like two minutes, and me and j were stood beaming at eachother.i felt fucking great, i think that was a great decision and i whacked on some of the xx finest songs on my ipad and was buzzing and feeling great as i turned to walk back to college when Rhi shouts stop and falls to the floor. Now this girl had obviously never had drugs in her life and was struggling to cope with such a strong dose on her first dose so we had to help. More like I had to help really as J seemed completley off his nut high, so i helped her up and to,d her we could go get food, gave her a smoke let her have a few tokes and we headed back to college. So then i got about ten calls from people i was meant to see, most of these consisted of them asking where i was and me giving the honest truth by saying “i don’t know where i am” as my brain was unable to function in its high state. I had promised i wouldn’t go into the cage and my friends had just assumed that i was lying about being in the cage and so they were getting increasingly mad and my boyfriend, whom i had promised i wouldnt get high but had been ingnoring his calls, was once again ringing me, so that was it, i said, fuck sake i have to go see him j. So theres me and j, red eyed, giggling, both supporting rhi (as in helping her stand up), all three of us trecking across college, avoiding teachers. As we were halfway across campus we spotted the scent of food in the air, a very attractive scent to stoners, so we ran to the source and bought like ten quid worth of food before realising we were in varley cafe. So people had seen us come in and sit down and so many people had started to come in too. So unaware of this i insisted we needed to leave rhi at her bus stop and i needed to see the boyfriend and try explain.
We finally reached the smokers corner of campus only for me to spot my boyfriend and i stood bracing myself for him to get mad…
He walks over
“Hhhhiiiiiigggggggghhh. That what i am.” He giggles..
“Me too:D” i reply, as we then stand cuddling for the next twenty minutes till drama.
So there we go. This is why being high is good, we made varley cafe an okay social place, had fun, and just good day.
Anyway, ok two daw drawbacks was a fucked off rhi ringing us screaming and asking why we did that too her and my gurls walked over and were mad that i was in the cage..
Oh well… Funny stuffffff.
End of day