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Okay its taken me a little while to recover from my prom. I don't normally drink and I've been told I was challenging everyone to shots at the end of the night. From what I remember it was great fun. The food was good, the wine was good and the company was good. I saw alot of old friends that I hadn't seen for a while what with one thing and another. Only one bad thing happened, I started dancing and my dancing skills leave alot to be desired. I've been told that I look like I am having a fit of somekind. Ah well I won't see half those people again 
the other half I can bribe by offering to take their SexEd lessons or something.
The thing is I want to write about my prom for the sake of posterity, so that I will have something to look back on when I am older, but I really can't remember anything much. I know I got kicked out of a taxi as one of my mates kept on nudging the driver and calling him "boy", he then started to elbow drop a bin in the middle of the Esso garage until we persuaded him that it was truly dead. I remember going back to a hous for a smoke but I'm not sure who's house. I remember chatting to peeps but I've got no idea what about, I remember Louisa trying to pull me which came as a big shock. Still not sure if I should have taken her up on the offer or not but I've promised myself no more one night stand, I've got myself into too much trouble that way.
Had my final day of lectures yesterday, right after the prom, needless to say I only made it for the last two, I was unconscious for the first four. I turned up looking like something the cat had dragged in. I was wearing my shirt and dinner jacket from the night before, a pair of surfing shorts and had no shoes. My lecturer couldn't stop laughing at me. In the end though everyone rallied round in truly Maxwellian fashion and managed to help make me look half decent. Its amazing the things people take to lectures, soap, mouthwash, T-shirt, trainers were all produced by my coursemates. Class bunch of people it has to be said. I've still got no idea where half my clothes from that night are.
Anyway this is the end of my inane ramblings for today. Short, sweet and not to the point. Time to go to bed now. Night night everyone.
the other half I can bribe by offering to take their SexEd lessons or something.The thing is I want to write about my prom for the sake of posterity, so that I will have something to look back on when I am older, but I really can't remember anything much. I know I got kicked out of a taxi as one of my mates kept on nudging the driver and calling him "boy", he then started to elbow drop a bin in the middle of the Esso garage until we persuaded him that it was truly dead. I remember going back to a hous for a smoke but I'm not sure who's house. I remember chatting to peeps but I've got no idea what about, I remember Louisa trying to pull me which came as a big shock. Still not sure if I should have taken her up on the offer or not but I've promised myself no more one night stand, I've got myself into too much trouble that way.
Had my final day of lectures yesterday, right after the prom, needless to say I only made it for the last two, I was unconscious for the first four. I turned up looking like something the cat had dragged in. I was wearing my shirt and dinner jacket from the night before, a pair of surfing shorts and had no shoes. My lecturer couldn't stop laughing at me. In the end though everyone rallied round in truly Maxwellian fashion and managed to help make me look half decent. Its amazing the things people take to lectures, soap, mouthwash, T-shirt, trainers were all produced by my coursemates. Class bunch of people it has to be said. I've still got no idea where half my clothes from that night are.
Anyway this is the end of my inane ramblings for today. Short, sweet and not to the point. Time to go to bed now. Night night everyone.
! I wouldn't of lent you any clothes (unless you really enjoy wearing a skirt!) I would of just laughed at you the whole lecture, but I'm mean like that!
