Only 2 of my alarms have gone off yet I’m alive and awake…
Why is this? I was awoken by a weird noise, a noise I really can’t quite explain here, you had to hear it to understand my utter confusion. At first I thought “Must be my brothers new alarm” then as I came more to my senses I could place it to be coming from my mams room. So there I sat thinking “wtf is that” before moving through what it could potentially be until I came to a half conclusion that she may have taken too many pills (shes on quite a cocktail) and was having some sort of weird fit and was calling for help. So slowly I walked through, not sure what I was about to see, crept through her door, she was lying on her back, fast asleep. I waited a second or 2, and there the noise was again. So I called her and as she awoke I ask her “What was that noise?” then suddenly “*hiccup*”
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She was hiccuping in her sleep. I didn’t even think that was humanly possible
Anyhow, back to my whereabouts these past couple of days. I returned to Nantwich for Miss Qubes birthday. The journey there was the nicest Virgin train journey I’ve had since Preston times, only confounded by some old woman sitting beside me on a carriage that had no other people on. Couldn’t quite understand her logic. Then to add to matters at Preston there was a new driver on who started talking about being aware of suspicious (I had a few people in fits of laughter down to my inability to say the word suspicious twice in a sentence
) packages and suspicious people. I chortle’d. Then slowly it dawned on me I was dressed like a pirate with jeans that were covered in chains. Thankfully nobody seemed to bat an eyelid after the initial “erm wtf mr” stage that everyone goes thru
So highlights of the weekend was a human pyramid that got about 3 layers high I think (It got jumped on and i couldn’t see past the 2nd row), tying each others leg’s together and trying to walk. Along with various combinations of people back to back, people facing backward while everyone else was going forward, just to spice things up. Thankfully noone broke a leg which was my main concern at falling over while being strapped tightly to someone (Y) After I’d came back to the party aftermath the following day (I was stopping at Qube’s Granmas house) I think me and Miss Sophie spent well over an hr and a half (Any longer and we would have probably passed out considering how hot it had got in there) inside a duvet hiding from Miss Qube and Mr Alex
I always remember as a child when I made my bed I would climb inside the duvet and hide about in there giggling to myself and it somehow came into conversation and we decided to try it out. Now all class things need a name, its like a rule, it can be a Benny rule (If I can ever find the list again that is -_-) so this hobby/ sport/ activity henceforth shall be known as duvententing \o/ woot. Actual duventening ftw
I’ll add the pictures from the party when I get sent them from Miss Qube or Miss Sophie, I’m not sure whose camera it was but a foray into my fictional collection of hats and I’ll Sherlock Benny it up and find out
So on the way home, I was stood in Crewe station chomping on a footlong steak and cheese subway and managing to throw it all everywhere with each bite. No less than 3 people asked me for directions in a place I didn't know (Though I managed to find Qube's after only being there once which quite impressed me) oh and some weird guy stood in front of me, coughing as if to get attention so I looked up and was like "lol, hello?" and he suddenly looked shocked and was all "oh sorry, different time different place" and sauntered off. My face was somewhat akin to that MSN smiley that looks like so ^o), I'd install it on here but I doubt I'd get much use, so copy and paste it when your next online and you'll see. Alas after all of that I looked down to find a mass spreading of steak around my feet, I must have looked a right retard :/
I had the train journey from hell. The first train I got on was packed, boiling and full of little arseholes running about and trying to squeeze through everyone tightly packed together. The train driver suggested that people going to Carlisle and Glasgow should leave the train at the next station as there were seats on the train 6 minutes behind us. To which I thought I'd leave and try my luck. I got off the station, train behind was over 40 minutes late and was entirely more packed out than the previous one. I was already raging -_-
So all in all a class weekend... except during the week... but I'm always losing track of the weeks these days so I don't care frankly