On Saturday i went to my friends, a few of us were going to her dads caravan. We got there about six o clock, we took some drinks and made some sandwiches, the others arrived a bit later. We had a few drinks while getting ready then went to the on site club. There was a female singer on and they had a disco afterwards, so we had a good dance and really enjoyed the night. We all went back to the caravan and had some more drinks, i think it was about four in the morning when we finally got to bed.

The sun was shining when we got up on Sunday it was very hot, we sat out for a while to enjoy it and made plans to go to Southport for our dinner. My friend had had a few drinks, too many i think, she was repeating herself and i got tired of hearing her waffle on about her son and her friends daughter. It was good they were getting on but how many times and how many digs i had to put up with every time they held hands or kissed was beyond me, i was so bored and fed up with it all.

We went for a chinese for our dinner, but i did not enjoy the food, the cooing over the love birds and because my friend had had a lot to drink she was going on and on repeating herself and getting very loud and her language was choice so i felt embarrassed. When we left the restaurant i had to put up with the cooing again, i was so aaaaaaagh get me out of here, i do not want to look every time someone is kissing, blurrrrrah.
We left about six o clock and went back to the caravan, i was glad when they all fell asleep, i was very tired too but battled to stay awake. My friends son drove us all home, it was about one o clock when i got home and i could not wait to get into bed.

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