date one. you have to start somewhere, so ill start last thursday. now this is all 21st century, through a friends facebook account id noticed this cute girl in her photos. a friend from uni. i inquired about her and it turns out she only lives around the corner from myself in the next town. after a little background information on her, i decide that she sounds perfect. anyway this was like 6 months ago or something. she was gunna graduate from uni in the summer and i thought id try and meet up with her then. added her as a friend on facebook and chatted to her on/off up until she graduated. then stepped up the game. she started chatting to me and it seemed to be good progress. went on holiday came back and then decided to ask her out for a drink/date. kind of thing. she replied saying "sure, im going to amika (club) on thursday with my friends, you should come" BANG i was in.
so thursday came, my house mate had just come back from a trip to thailand and it seemed like most of my close mates were round my house having drinks. so pre-date drinks turned into a bit of a session. probably not the best preperation, but i like that. being calculated in a date is creepy is it not? YES IT IS.
so this club is like a few stops on the tube and i get there and see her with about 5/6 of her friends. a good looking bunch of girls. all got banging bodies and seem pretty bubbly.
great.. so i approach (now considering ive never actually met any of these in real life, is that weird? probably, but like i said this is the 21st century)
so yeah i approach and introduce myself, they recognise me (how? obviously date girl should but obviously my photo had been circulated around the others.. a good thing? im undecided)
"oh my god, you look like peter andre" my life died, right then. one of them said i look like that twat featured wank stain, i cant remember which one said it as my life died for a few seconds, lungs, eyes, ears and heart just stopped. just for a few seconds.
Tuesday, 28 July 2009
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