{ Why is there a lad in our flat??? }
This morning, I was woken up by some fucking drunk asshole who Kim brought back... 5:50 PM • Thursday, November 24, 2005
This drunk asshole was knocking (Banging is the correct word) on all of our doors and making noises. I almost got out of bed, wanting to stuff that fucker's mouth with toilet roll so that he could shut the fuck up.. Luckily, He didnt make any noise and so I thought he went off and happily went back to bed.
This morning I woke up, walked out of my room and smelt alcohol, everywhere disgusting...
Then walked into the kitchen and it was warm. I saw the heater on, and thought, maybe they forgot to off it when they went to bed. Kim's room door was open (weird, we always lock our doors when we sleep).
Then something frightening happened, I looked over the bench top of the kitchen and saw a bloke sleeping there!! OMG!! WTF!!!
He must be the one the fucker I guess. I think I woke him up, not on purpose but I was dead hungry...
I guess he was just a bit too drunk yesterday, he peacefully left.......