• Now we're stupid on the streets, Stupid on the streets Looking for some kind of release, Some kind of release. i don't wanna end the night At least not tonight i don't want the morning to come to light.. My lyrics. Wrote them a while back. Wrote a bloody essay on Saturday night. but there was a database error when i sent it and lost it all. so fuck that. i can remember what i wrote, i'll write it up later. and no, i can't just not write it. this is my December. there needs to be a full account of it. So, Saturday 15 December. met up with Dani first of all. we went round to see Channy. met her step-brother, Jake. he was a bit of a laugh, i guess. turned out to be a dick, but i always like people when i first meet them. he got the same treatment. so the four of us were sat in Channy's room. the other three sparked up. i dont mind my friends lighting up in front of me, but it was a small room and three fags makes an awful lot of smoke. not good for a non-smoker. i had to stand beside the door to breathe better. Channy got out a bottle of vodka and lime. i tried some, but i dont like lime. thats the thing, i dont drink to get pissed. unlike Dani, bless her. she was downing it pretty quick. we were supposed to be waiting for Coleman to bring out the alcohol in the evening, but she was already slightly drunk. anyway, Channy and Jake had to stay at home 'til later, so me and Dani went off to amuse ourselves until Coleman came out. we were told he'd be back from work later and we had time to kill. first off we went to maccy ds. Dani bought us both a happy meal, 'cause we're the coolest. she told me to text Emily. Emily had wanted to come out earlier, but Dani sent her a scathing text saying that she wasnt touching her or the alcohol. but by the time we got to maccy ds she felt bad, so i had to text her a message of reconciliation (is that spelt right? how do you pronounce it??). also had a kind of trippy episode whilst sat waiting for Dani to come out of the toilet once we finished the happy meals. i just breathed in, and found i could smell him. that sounds so weird. but i could. at first, it was just like the way he smells normally, which i like. and then, i swear, i could smell that fragrance stuff he used to wear. maybe someone who smelled exactly like him had taken a table near me. or maybe i was just tripping out. whatever. it was a nice moment. Dani came back and we fucked off out of maccy ds. still had a while to wait for Coleman. so we decided to go into town and find him. he works on the market and sometimes we turn up and say hello. when we got there, though, not only had it gotten dark, but Coleman had already left. so we went to Venture. i've only ever been there once before, but that place is amazing. its a professional photographers. and you should know right, i fucking adore photography. if my dream job wasn't graphic designer or music video director, it would be photographer. Dani actually has to work at Venture when she's older. she's fucking amazing with photos. so anyway, we walk in, and Dani asks the woman about what they do and prices and shit. the lady brings out some pamphlets for her. the prices are pretty steep, but Dani said we should get a bunch of us down and split the money. We could all get our photos professionally done. that would be amazing. i hope we do. (i just remembered what the first time i went to Venture was. me, Mum and Spo were getting our photos done as a birthday present for Dad. this must've been back when i was in yr6; as we were on our way, we ran into Cressida and Sarah who were going into town. they saw me and came over, asking if i wanted to come with them. i really wanted to, but i had to go to Venture. back then, they were people i wanted to be with.. now, what four or five years later? i hate their sorry guts. nice twist to life there.) We returned from Witney and called on Coleman again. he told us to come in, and we ended up smuggling out a bottle of vodka with the help of his sister.

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