Saturday. It has to be said, it was an odd day. We had planned to go to the cinema, for my birthdday thingamablobby, but due to bad timing, we had to cancel that. So, after much deliberation, we all traipsed to Starbucks, where we sat for years and years. And once again, I was the chair. Why am I so squishy and chairish? I feel so USED. Anyway, we then moved off to the Bentalls Centre, where we were joined by some odd .... person (and I still have no clue who he was). And then again, joined by some other odd person. Which was, all in all, weirdness. Then Mike wandered off. Nice. That was also a bit peculiar. But hey. Whatever. So, next was an interesting bus journey, where the bus driver offered for us to drive. Great.
We then went to Caffe Piccolo. Funny. Yes. Hahaha. Hahahahaha. Dear Lord, we know some strange people. Then we headed back to my house, where my room was completely trashed (thanks, guys) and my zippy bag STOLEN. Ogg, you shall pay. Grr. I hope you can imagine me glaring in a very, very scary way. But all was amusing, as Ogg ended up with a lot of um... interesting nail colours, and Oli managed to get half his hair straightened. Awwwwwwwwww. Adorable. Look at me, soppy girlie.
Sleepover was fun fun fun. Yay. Six of us in my rather, er, small room. Excellent. We laughed for hours and hours about certain things that had occured that day. Hahahaha. Damn memories. So all is groovesome. I am sixteen, and all seems well in the land of Cassman. That was Cassie Bowman, reporting live for 'How's Your News'.
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