I’VE OFFICIALLY LEFT COLLEGE!!!
Well, for study leave anyway but it means no more lessons! Unfortunately, however, exams take over from next Wednesday onwards. Oh joy.
Our head of college, Mr H, is also leaving that post and is just going to teach instead so before he arrive this morning, we filled his office with balloons, tied his car up with string and stuck posters of him up round college which Gethin had made by adapting a photo of him on the computer by, for example, giving him hair!
We had one last assembly by which time many people were pretty pissed, before all leaving and going to The Coach & Horses.We didn’t stay there long though cos Rob S said he would “do” Sarah if she was up for it and she got scared (I don’t blame her!) so we went to The Beech Tree instead.
I found out from Rachael Hollins today some news which I was quite pleased to hear. Recently, Hayley Pearson’s been being a complete bitch towards her for no particular reason (she’s just like that) and last night Rach was at McDonald’s while Hayley was there. Hayley started yelling at Rach, saying she had no right to be there and stuff cos they’ve got this ‘Medway Crew’ thing (a group of them sit on Medway Road where Carly Jennings lives who Freda fancies – SAD!!) which Rach isn’t involved with.
Rach was taking it from Hayley but Georgia Dean was telling Hayley to shut up. Hayley didn’t so Georgia turned round and punched her!! Nice one! Apparently Hayley unsuccessfully tried to him her back but ended up running and hiding in the car instead!
Rach, Georgia and Georgia’s dad then went round to Hayley’s to apologise but her mum wouldn’t let Rach in for some reason so who knows what lies Hayley told her parents about what happened cos Rach didn’t do anything. I feel really sorry for Rach actually cos she was making an effort to speak to Hayley today but Hayley shoved her out of the way.
I mean, there might well be another side to it all that I haven’t heard but if Hayley’s involved, I very much doubt it. I know exactly how pathetic she can be which is why I am no longer friends with her. It’s about time someone lamped her one actually! Well done, Georgia!! 🙂
Most people from college ended up in The Beech and Jake came to join us too eventually.
This evening we went into Warrington to continue our celebrations! We started off in Edison’s then moved to Churchill’s and then Tiger Too before ending up in Mr Smith’s.
I painted Denny’s face and when I got my mirror out to show him, I noticed it was broken. Oh no! I don’t want any bad luck! Jake didn’t exactly make me feel better by telling me his mum broke a big mirror in France and then each year someone in the family died and then on the 7th year she did.
That’s awful but surely it would’ve happened anyway? I suppose people never know. If a bad thing happens after you break a mirror/walk under a ladder etc., anything bad that happens you relate back to that but if it happened anyway, you wouldn’t think anything about why it happened, I suppose. Well, not as much anyway.
During the time we were in Smith’s I spent more of it sat on the chairs with everyone’s bags and Jake because he won’t even dance. At one point, this girl with longish red hair scraped back into a ponytail with huge loop earrings came and sat down by us. Her mate was dancing next to her.
I thought it was a bit off so I took in what she looked like. She put her drink on the table and started fiddling about with her hands behind her back. I thought she must just have been trying to sort her knickers out by when she stood up, I noticed a rectangular lump on her side.
When I looked back at the seat, Emma Thornley’s bag was where the girl had been sat. I checked it and, as suspected, it was open. All that was in it was her phone and camera. I went to get Emma from the dancefloor, just to check if she had her purse with her. She didn’t and came and checked her bag. There was nothing else gone.
Emma wandered off and dragged me with her. She told me to point out the girl and I spotted her at the bar. Emma stupidly (but also drunkenly!) went up to her and actually asked if she’d nicked her purse! However, her mate got all threatening so we both legged it to one of the bouncers.
We told him what had happened and he made me walk in front of him and point the girl out if I saw her. She’d gone from the bar so I told him what she looked like and he saw her going into the toilets. He went in and got her and I ran back to Emma. The woman bouncer searched the girl but didn’t find the purse on her. She must’ve given it to her mate.
Unfortunately they couldn’t chuck the ginger bitch out so Emma and I started wetting ourselves that we were going to get battered. The bouncer said that at the 1st sign of trouble to get him and he’d make sure she was thrown out straight away. We weren’t totally convinced that we’d survive the night though so we did what he said and checked the toilets and office for an empty purse before getting Jake and leaving.
The next problem we had was that the ticket for Emma’s coat was in her purse. The bouncer went and got the manager who got the cloakroom lady to find Emma’s coat. Luckily she did.
Emma did said that she’d rather her purse had been stolen than her phone because it only had £15 in it and her debit card and she said she’s only got about £2 in her account!
When Jake and I got back to my house, I suddenly discovered that he was really quite pissed! I went upstairs to tell Mum I was home and by the time I went back in the kitchen, he’d managed to spill a glass of water and spread butter EVERYWHERE in an attempt at making toast! When I asked what he’s been doing he just swayed and giggled at me!
Hugo rang Jake at one point but because he was incapable of answering his phone, I ended up speaking to Hugo. I’ve not done that for a while but he was actually quite nice to me! However, I’m sure he took pleasure in telling me that Jake’s brother said he’s glad I’ve left college so he doesn’t have to look at my ugly face anymore. Charming! Twat.
Ha ha!! Hugo said he wants me and Jake to go out one day with him and his girlfriend thing, Katie. I think not! I might be able to cope with talking on the phone but actually seeing him in the flesh again might be a bit too much!
Ahh, during the time Jake spent coating the kitchen in butter and lying flat out on the dining room floor, he told me that I’m beautiful and that he loves me. 🙂 That makes up nicely for his brother’s statement to Hugo.