I've started writing a story which is making writing this blog, more difficult, because any time i feel like writing i will write the story.
I just noticed that the word Blog comes up as a spelling error, when you're writing on an actual Blog. I personally find that quite funny.
I've a had a good weekend.
Went out with Robert on Friday, only cause Adam was in Manchester, and he kind of accepted and admitted that had Adam been at home, he wouldn't have spent Friday night with me, so i'm best friends with a bastard, he knows he is a bastard and wont change, but i'll still love him and let him, so there's not much i can really moan about.
Anyway we had a brilliant night.
Then Saturday, this short guy from school came up for Saturday night, he was really bloody shy, so me and Robert bought him round mine, then Jodie and Liam came round, and they bought Kerri. We basically got really drunk and went in the hot tub, then my mum and step dad went to bed, then kerri went to bed, Jodie and Liam had a massive argument, i went and got in bed with kerri and Robert and Ross stayed in my brothers room and i assume Jodie and Liam went to bed not long after.
When i woke up in the morning Kerri, Jodie and Liam had gone, my mum cooked a massive roast and Ross and Robert ate with us, robert helped me wash up and then left around an hour later.
Other than that i've just been at home, being unemployed, looking for work.
Its getting the point where that in itself is depressing me!
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