Rain

Rain's such a miserable sounding word, but a fair few people (including me) like rain: it should have a happier name.

Admittedly, I only mentioned it because I couldn't think of a title, and for some reason hate leaving posts untitled. Also it is/was raining.

Bad bad bad few days. I lost my temper yesterday; which is bad. At least I only threw my phone, and apparently it's more durable than it looks (Y).

Anyway, I'm not going to go into what made me angry because it may get me annoyed again if I have to think about it enough to type it out in relative detail, and frankly I fear for my laptop. So I'll start with Friday evening.

Matt and Joe came round, which was great ^^ Conor was also supposed to be there, but alas, he had to babysit. As usual (sort of), my mum suggested making it a sleepover, it became a sleepover, it was funsies.

Also, Matt taught me Paranoid Android on guitar. Brilliant song! (Y)

On to tonight, Lou's party thing. I need to get ready, I'm setting off in an hour, and it's supposed to be semi-formal. God knows how that's gonna work out for me, I'll probably end up in a suit :L.

Can't wait for it, though. I'll just look through the guest list to see who's going... Oh well, at least I know, like, more than half of them. Too many people for my liking, but it'll no doubt split into several small conversations, with very blatant segregation between what I'm laughing at myself for just thinking of as 'us' and 'them' (I want to insert some form of thing to say that I'm laughing, I just used ':L', I don't like 'lol', and Haha doesn't look right in a blog. However, be assured that I'm laughing to myself). Kheniewhue, (k-hen-ee-woo: sort of like anyway but in a funny voice) I may go get ready. I'm being... let's say safe with my timing here, seeing as it's likely to take me less than ten minutes to get ready, and I'm giving myself an hour.

Be reet.

Oh, and fuck that rhyming couplet thing, I have nowhere near enough creativity for that.

Bye. :P