Ninjas

Hello, sorry it's been so long. You haven't missed much. Really; this week's been very examy. But if you're comfy and ready to step into my world for a bit... let's begin:

I've just got back from the most relaxing evening walk! Out revising with the squirrels at Bute park (they were everywhere!). I watched a bird toy with litter around a bin, then suddenly a squirrel leaped out of the bin and onto the rim, sporting an ice-cream cone! They must've been friends. Oh, and I've decided ducks are one of the coolest animals going.

Went out for a few drinks for Julie's birthday on Wednesday. And yesterday was May's birthday (another one of my housemates). His girlfriend had arranged a surprise party at her house! My housemates and I were meant to be there early to surprise him. We were meant to leave before he came back to our house to drop his stuff off. We were too late; May came back to our house and we got chatting and there was no way the seven of us could discretely leave.

Speedy-boots turns up, so I try to save the day (a little) by ditching my housemates and telling them that we were off to Tesco. Then May said he'd come with because he needed to go to his girlfriends! So Speed and I would never be able to bring it back now! Our habbit of bringing-it-back had finally been come to an end, right? Wrong!! ...it just took a lot of effort:

We walked down the road with May, went our separate ways, then as he was walking off Speed and I - ninja style - were ducking behind cars, following him up the busy road, full of pedestrians giving us weird looks. We took a long-cut to avoid him, peeping round corners and other ninja stuff like that, and we ran so fast I actually thought I was going to die. There wasn't a number on Rosie's door, but I prayed I had the right house. I knocked and let myself in before she could answer! (So glad it was the right house!). So we did bring it back! We made it in time to surprise him and we had a great night:



According to Wikipedia, the average man crys once a month (5 times a month for the average woman). That's awesome. Personally, I'd say I'm a once/twice a year guy, but you've definitely got to make time for it. I just lock the door, collapse on my bed and explode for a bit. A few minutes later I come back around and I feel great! It doesn't make you uncool at all... As long as you don't tell anyone or blog about it or something stupid like that...

Untill next time........