27.8.09

My mom àctually let me out of the house tonight after how I told her that she's holding me back from being a normal teenager. I went to Calum's house to get clothes from Chels, but went back after her decision. Ended up coming to Plymouth with Calum. Here I am. More later. (:

edit;

Calum and I, after purchasing our British Breakfast Blend tea, were spontaneously serenaded by a strange man wearing baggy jeans. He played us two songs on his acoustic guitar-- the first, a velvet underground song, and the second, a groucho marx song. He coerced Calum into buying one of his CDs (for $5) and then made us wait in awkward silence until he finished his coffee. However, before then, he attempted to ask us out for a drink, by asking "Are you 21?" which of course, we answered no to. He then asked me how old I was. When I answered fifteen, he exclaimed "You're not even legal!" and jumped back a few feet. He asked me a barrage of questions, including asking me out around three times (but only when I turned sixteen). I mentioned RHPS, and Monty Python. Calum and I were incredibly awkward. After the man finished drinking his coffee (and explaining both of his album covers), he left. Calum and I then purchased two "Cub Claws" which were apparently like Bear Claws. It tasted well. I was then dropped off at my house, but not before a conversation about Scotland and its accents, and having a very interesting texting conversation between ourselves and the other Chelsea.


this is the reason why i love my life.

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