Well, it’s the end of another few weeks of living at Sam’s

Although we didn’t live off bacon this time (instead it was vodka, frubes and a fuck load of chicken), it was a pretty fucking good couple of weeks.

19/4/2012 . 0 notes . Reblog
Oopsyyy. According to Sam and josh this is me not doing my job properly :/

Oopsyyy. According to Sam and josh this is me not doing my job properly :/

18/4/2012 . 3 notes . Reblog
Sam’s pile of Xbox games, xbox, 3 TVs, deck of giant cards for drinking games. What you can’t see is 4 laptops, a Smoose, a josh, a Voss, a Latch, a cute dog called Meg and an almost litre of vodka

Sam’s pile of Xbox games, xbox, 3 TVs, deck of giant cards for drinking games. What you can’t see is 4 laptops, a Smoose, a josh, a Voss, a Latch, a cute dog called Meg and an almost litre of vodka

18/4/2012 . 26 notes . Reblog
Reason #5679387890398547839 why I love living at Sam’s

Latch just put a marshmallow in his KFC BBQ wrap and said “well literally YOLO”

18/4/2012 . 1 note . Reblog
SO MUCH PANIC OVER COURSEWORK

Yet I’m sat on tumblr with Sam and Josh and contemplating drinking my vodka and coke before class.

18/4/2012 . 3 notes . Reblog

If you had not have fallen, then I would not have found you,
Angel flying too close to the ground.

Listening to this song made me remember that before me and Josh got together, we were living at Sam’s at the time, and we were sat outside under the stars having a smoke, and we had his laptop outside and we were listening to really old music and I put this on. I think he tried to make me dance with him as well in our drunken state. Heh.

7/4/2012 . 1 note . Reblog
I like that we live off bacon at this house.
27/10/2011 . 5 notes . Reblog
Lmao oh, why have I taken so long to post about what happened like an hour ago?!

So we went to see Sam at work. There’s three opening slidey doors (yuno the electric sensor ones) and there’s always little twats in there on their bikes and stuff and we were talking to Sam and Sue, the manager, comes over and is like “Sam, can you go and have a word with those kids because they’re messing with the doors again?” (basically they were pushing a button which stops the doors working) and so he went in and started using his stern voice.

And they’re all taking the piss and Sam’s asking them to leave and as they’re like 12 year old wankers they’re like “Nah mate I didn’t do anything” and then this guy walks in and starts saying something (which we couldn’t hear) and starts walking the kids out of the entrance and Sam comes back in smiling to himself.

The guy was a policeman who’d gone in and said “you’re taking the piss now. *shows them their badge* get out or I’ll have you locked up.” I WANTED TO HUG HIM.

And then some of the kids who saw us watching came in after the guy had gone and said something to us and I was like -.- grr. And then we were walking around the Co-op (connected to peacocks) and they’re selling halloween masks. And as we turn around a corner the two boys saw us and walked down the isle towards us, one wearing a mask. And we just ignored them and carried on, and so they decided to follow us…

And then Josh saw they were basically going to try and jump out on us, and he kicked off at them and told them to fuck off. And then he got all of his other 12 year old friends to come in and they were like starring Josh down. And as we left they whispered “dickhead” at him.

It was hilarious. But I was scared when Josh kicked off because I get scared of fights and yeah :(

26/10/2011 . 0 notes . Reblog
Meg loves her teddy, it’s so adorable! As I type this she’s picking it up and putting it on my lap so I can throw it for her again, hehehehe awww <3

Meg loves her teddy, it’s so adorable! As I type this she’s picking it up and putting it on my lap so I can throw it for her again, hehehehe awww <3

26/10/2011 . 5 notes . Reblog
Latch looking sad about his cooking.Sam in his monkey onesieAnd Josh taking over the cooking.

Latch looking sad about his cooking.
Sam in his monkey onesie
And Josh taking over the cooking.

24/10/2011 . 7 notes . Reblog