Wednesday, 23 December 2009

Meal in Bath, 23/12/09.


Well what can I, I will keep this sort and sweet. I spent the day with the funniest girls in the world!

First of all my day started by being totally nearly late, BAD TIMES. Then we finally got on the amazing smelly hot excuse of public transport which is overpriced shitty service, and as you do begin to question if you’re on the right train or not which yes scares me so much and I begin to panic and ending up in London once again. Then we final arrive in bath and find we are 30 minutes early for are meal so YES we sat in the library and talked about unapparent things in a library and got so many funny looks, it was unbelievable YES teenagers do read. Then we finally get into the restraint ‘The Ocean Purl’ and we begin to wait for are drinks for 10 minutes then they final arrive, furthermore we begin to get food it was so lovely and tasty, at that time Beth begins to laugh at Toni’s little joke which I’m not sure as because i was eating and Beth begins to throw up her dinner into her hands which I was not impressed with at all. But it was funny looking back on it, after this we begin to have pudding which wasn’t the best which Katie described as ‘cake in a box’ yes it was cake in a box but hay it was okay....., we begins to keep stuffed and final find are self’s leaving.

After are meal we deserve it is raining so we begin to run away and find are self’s in several shops trying to find room and FAIL, so we begins to shop and yes i got many nice things thanks to sale’s, GOOD TIMES, after shopping we decide’ yes it’s time to go home’ then suddenly ‘stupid bus, what it doing’ (Beth trays to kick this bus) ‘ can you drive, go learn you stupid man’ *man looks at her and giggles* this was the highlight of my day, then we find are self’s on the train the going home after a very good day.

Overly i had an amazing day and it got me in the mood for Christmas and i begins to this about home amazing friends really are, so Thanks guys i love you. :)

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