I went to see Harry Potter (scared me right up)
12a my arse.
afterwards I was supposed to stay at my mates house in his backyard... in a tent.. a 2 man tent... with 8 of us.
It was very funny, and comfy.
Then someone thought it was clever to say there was a tent murderer on the loose.
Then, I decided I wanted to go home.
so I did.
4am.
2 miles.
alone.
I got a phone call, and my mum had a asthma attack and actually DIED. The nee nor people were quick to bring her back though
Spent the morning in hospital.
At least I was safe from the tent murderer.