So last night I went to Brighton for the evening with Tom, Phoebe and Richard. They picked me up about 7 and we got there for 8.30. On the way down we cam whored with Tom's amazing camera and drank some Smirnoff ice and doritos, plus custard creams.
We went to the pier and everything was closed, so we sat inside the dodgems and then on the horse carousel and just looked at the pretty view.
After that we went to find a cash point which charged bloody £1.75 to use, pft! And it turns out I didn't even hav
e to get out money anyway as I had enough for a bag of chips and some tango. I put way too much salt on them so they were icky.We chilled on the beach and spoke about the sad state of homeless people in Britain then went home about 11.45! I got home at 1.05 am a happy lady, but I had hayfever so was sneezing like a crazy lady. Richard was sweet enough to give me half his tissue as he was suffering too. We listened to the Killers on the way back and saw an owl.
So when I got home I wasn't that tired, so I came online for a bit then as I decided to get in to a bed, a fucking wasp decided to attack my room. I was like how the hell did it get in, but my window was wide open because my Dad had opened it earlier, grrr. So I sprayed it with deodorant, which didn't really do anything but make it less hyperactive and make me sneeze more, so I had to sleep
downstairs :( but ah well! Here are some photos!
