I wish it was the 60's

The cinema has finished. It's raining loads and loads. Me and Rupert run away from Hollie Higgins to the car and in a moment of fright, she neglects to shut her bag and has to watch helplessly as her phone, her ten pound note, her receipts and her uni card float down a little stream and fall into a drain. When we get home everybody goes to bed and I fall asleep watching Bruce Almighty. Wake up at 3:50 AM, go upstairs, get undressed. Realise I want to masturbate, so go back downstairs get my laptop and go on pornhub.

Next day we go to the film festival and watch a film; in it a fifteen year old essex girl gets with her mum's boyfriend. The essex girl stalks the man and finds out that he has a wife and a kid, the essex girl breaks into his house, gets pissed on his beer and takes a piss in his sitting room; she squats and the golden fluid streams out on the carpet.

After the film I lose my phone and drive stoned with shades on around the roundabout near lydl about five times. Then I revisit the infamous "Newport" development and spy on a girl in glasses who is reading a book on her sofa. We wait outside her window peering in like creeps for about five minutes, reverse back, and then drive forward and look at her for a bit longer.

Eat some chili con carne drink some beer and go to a bar for a party. Have some drinks, keep an eye on Chloe, look at some girls, make bitter comments about some people, get a lift to Andy's from Wood and steal Sindle's bike. I give Dan a backy and we ride down the big hill on Dracaena Avenue; its fast as fuck and feels like a rollercoaster because the bike is clicking and feels unstable. Drunk and stoned we climb up Penryn highstreet and go to bed.