Âîñêðåñåíüå, 13 Àâãóñòà 2006 ã. 16:23
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èòàê.. my weekend friday {Sanctuary} íî ñíà÷àëà êî ìíå ïðèåõàëà Kate, ò.ê. åé î÷åíü õîòåëîñü ñõîäèòü íà ðóññêóþ âå÷åðèíêó ïîòîì ïîäúåõàëà Èðèøêà è ìû ïîåõàëè â ñèòè, òî÷íåå íàñ ïîâåç èðèí ìóæ êàæäûå 10 ìèíóò çâîíèë Ðîñòèê ïðèåõàëè è ïîøëè â Stella cafe (íàøå ëþáèìîå, Íàòàø) ÿ ïîøëà ñíÿòü äåíåã è êàêîé-òî ïàðåíü ñêàçàë *Looking lovely tonight* ÿ ñêàçàëà ñïàñèáî è òàê ïîëó÷èëîñü ÷òî ì íå íóæíî áûëî èäòè â òó æå ñòîðîíó ÷òî è èì, ìû íà÷àëè áîëòàòü è îêàçàëîñü, ÷òî òîò ïàðåíü ðóññêèé.. ñåãîäíÿ âåñü âå÷åð ïåðåïèñûâàëèñü ñìñ ïðèøëà îáðàòíî â êàôå è ïîäîøåë Ðîñòèê ñ äðóãîì ïîòîì ïîøëè â êëóá.. òàì áûëî âîîáùå ïóñòî.. ïðèøëà Äàøà ñ Âàíåé.. êàæäûå 15 ìèíóò ÿ ñëûøàëà îò Ðîññà * ýòî ìîÿ áûâøàÿ, ñ ýòîé ÿ 2 ãîäà íàçàä âñòðå÷àëñÿ, ýòî ìîÿ áûâøàÿ íåâåñòà* ÑÊÎËÜÊÎ èõ ó íåãî áûëî!!!ìåíÿ ïîÿâëÿåòñÿ ìûñëü, à ÷òî åñëè ìû áóäåì âñòðå÷àòüñÿ îí îáî ìíå òîæå òàê áóäåò ñâîåé î÷åðåäíîé ãîâîðèòü?..õàõà.. â îáùåì íà÷àëè ïðèõîäèòü âñå áîëüøå è áîëüøå íàðîäà è ÿ íà÷èíàëà áîÿòñÿ ÷òî óâèæó òåõ êîãî íå î÷åíü òî õîòåëîñü..òåì áîëåå â îáíèìêó ñ Ðîññîì.. íî îíè íå ïðèõîäèëè..âñòðåòèëà Ãðèøó, Ëåøó è åãî äåâóøêó.. åùå êó÷ó íàðîäà äîìîé ïîðàíüøå ïîåõàëè èç-çà øêîëû è Êåéò íàäî áûëî íà ðàáîòó íà ñëåäóþùèé äåíü
Saturday {Simon's 18th} ïðèøëè ñíà÷àëà íà øîíà ñìîòðåòü, ÷àñàì ê âîñüìè, íî ïîòîì ïîçâîíèë ñàéìîí è ñêàçàë ÷òî åñëè ìû ñêîðî íå ïðèäåì òî îí îáèäåòñÿ, òàê ÷òî ìû ïîøëè íà ñòàíöèþ, ïåðåä òåì êàê âûøëè ïðèøåë Äæåéñîí, òîò ñàìûé bartender ïðèøëè íà ñòàíöèþ, êóäà òîæå ïðèøåë Reese.. he is not super hot or anything, but there s something about him that makes me want him really bad.. anyway, we caught a train to boronia. some drunk dude kept looking at my boobs.. i mean he was standing right next to my seat and even bent over a little bit so he could have a better look=) i put my jacket over me, and then Reese looked at him and that guy said something like * what the fuck are you looking at , fuckhead* thats when i got scared, coz knowing reese i thought he d go bash him but surprise surprise he didnt even say anything back. we went got drinks and got drunk on the way to Simon's. . we found a trolley, Reese pushed me and we went really fast and fall over.. i have bruses and scratches all over me.. but i didnt care coz it was fun. At Simons we got sooooo drunk and reese kissed me.. it was weird coz he was sitting on his lap coz all the seats we taken and he said he wants to say something so i went closer and he kissed me.. i just looked at him and went to find stef.. Oh! before that i called Ross and he asked if i was drunk, i said yes... and he went *thats not something to be proud of*.. in other words he cracked the shits.. oh well ,i had a good night and i dont care if he stayed home watching movies all by himself.. lol thats it. i said sorry today tho..