My hair is almost (almost) fucking perfect, shame no one's around to see it. I look in the mirror and I'd say I looked good, if it wasn't for me being, well ya know, ugly.

Tonight I went to Hannah's house and saw Hannah.D, Gareth and the gazillions of sisters that Hannah has.

First off Gareth was cool. He likes Metallica and had a SHITLOAD of CDs with him which was ace. So yeah Hannah was trying to make me and him talk about Metallica but you can't just be pushed into it so we said they were good and that they were a band. Haha. She didn't look too impressed.

Also he agreed with me about emus taking over the world. Which meant he is suitably cool to me. Urm.. and then he told us about this guy (who takes people on bus tours around Central London) met some American tourists and they asked him "Which side of the river is London/Tower Bridge" Me and Hannah laughed so much. Hannah nearly choked on her dinner and I was just breathless afterwards. Haha. Yet Hannah's sister, Sophie, just did NOT get the joke so we tried explaining it with forks and knifes. It didn't work.

We then told her the plates that make up the crust of the Earth were the plates we eat dinner off of. So yeah. Haha, she almost believed us.

Hannah.D. Well. Since I was young I've known her and I don't think I've ever really liked her. Maybe there was one time. I dunno. Anyway I don't see her often (thank goodness) cos she lives a couple of hours away, so she was staying at Hannah's house for a while. She was leaving this evening and so I saw her for... at the most an hour and realised that I still don't like her. Ah well.

Her friends are complete arseholes too. They're a reason why I'm claustraphobic. Bitches. They trapped me under sofa cushions and wouldn't get off and I ended up really upset and sometimes I get claustraphobic. It doesn't sound much but a) I was young and b) it was fucking horrible. Anyway. Don't laugh at me.

Me and Hannah are getting REALLY excited about Reading Festival. Ohhh I cannot wait. I realised that in the space of ten days I'm going to see pretty much ALL of my favourite bands. As long as I see Placebo, The Darkness and System of a Down (SYSTEM OF A DOWN! AHHH!) over the weekend. Eeee soo excited. The worst bit will be the beginning, like.. setting up camp.

Oh and we have to buy 'supplies' and work out how to put up a tent. Yeah. That's probably really important. Damn tents and ... our lack of ability to put up tents.