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Jameson: Where Beards Wag All: Part IV

It was the morning of the final full day and I awoke with a start as I had slept right through for the first time to the 11 o'clock alarm. Today we had planned to go to town for:

a: a t-shirt for me for the evening
b: a hat for me for the evening as it was hat night
c: some doctors scrubs for shields as they had Ozzys birthday theme night on the Wednesday

We met up with Arf and Pat and headed for town. It was a beautiful day, but I was still cold as there always seems to be a cold wind over there, not like at home (due to this my nipples were like bullets). We eventually got to town and first point of call was the bank for Arf as he had recieved a cheque from home. Now I don't know if I've mentioned it before but Arf is Welsh, he phoned his mum and I got my first real experience of the Welsh language. It was very interesting and I'm sure at some point he said "D'twat", after he was off the phone me and shields asked him what it meant, he replyed it means "you twat", which is supposedly a Welsh way of saying "I love you", go figure.

We then headed down to a party shop and Pat told us the story about the better party shop being closed, due to a lack of clowns and parties in the north-western Cleltenham area, very sad. We then met up with Phil and his girlfriend Chrissy (I think). I met Phil the night before at the pool competition, and remembered him. We got to the shop and tried on many a hat. I eventually desided on a sailor's hat, so the ladies could say to me "Eye, eye sailor, wink wink" etc.

After this as we had not had anything to eat (strange thing at uni, but I didnt really eat anything much at all and yet I was never hungry, I think this is due to the alcohol consumed), so everyone had a subway apart from me and Shields, we went across the road and had a bagette each, his was bacon and mine was bacon and egg, they were lovely. A prefect combination of all things edible. In this bakery there was a orange juice machine, it had real oranges in a transparent tube running into a crusher type thing (not transparent), me and Shields had a conversation about it wondering if it did actually sqeeze the oranges or just tap juice off from somewhere else, we proceeded to ask the short fat ugly lady who looked like if you tested her for bacteria she would have more than a small cesspit. She told us that "yeess, does sqeeeze appless" (that was a lisp), we proceedly to leave as quickly as possible as this woman was obviously on day release from the local mental insitution.

We walked eating our bagettes down the high street and I recalled where we caught the taxi from two evenings ago. Shieldsy wasnt really interested as he had seen his second home, Burtons. We went in and I managed to see a t-shirt for the evening. I also bought a jumper and a pair of swimming shorts for Benidorm. Shields also got a t-shirt, then Pat and Arf arrived and Pat bought a whole new outfit. I would love to see how much money these uni boys spend on clothes, it must be a pretty insane amount. When I go I must control my urges to become 'like woman', and go on shopping sprees with my handbag in one arm and OK magazine in the other.
Pat then desided he wanted a haircut, so we went to a hairdressers, luckily they had a PS2 with Prince of Persia on it. Me and Shields took it in turns to play and we reckon we got half way through the game. We reminisced the hours spent at Rawsons on his Mac playing the original Prince of Persia, Space trek (was called something like this as they didnt have the rights for Star Trek), Bolo and Factory. All classic retro games that at the time had superb graphics and gameplay situation. Pat had desided he wanted his hair coloured as well, so we were there for about two hours (another womans trait. Maybe that's what happens to you when you go to uni; you grow your hair, go shopping lots, have your hair coloured, wear nail varnish, perfume, start going to the toilet together and before you know it your taking estrogen and getting your penis cut off).

We eventually made it home loaded down with our bags full of 'bargains' and 'must-haves', and collapsed in the room. Only to have tos get up again to go and get some booze from the shop. We were having a pre-piss up at Phil's. I bought myself 2 cans of tella, 2 cans of Strongbow, some blackcurrent and a small bottle of Vodka. The plan was venomous snake bites, a mere 5 pints, the plan was to not get to wasted as I had seen a girl I liked and wanted to try it on and according to Shields and Oz she was single, so it was all good.

We both showered (not together) and got ready, we were looking fly in our new outfits and with our hats. We went over to Phil's and the gang was there: Arf Pat, Phil, Ozzy and Kenny turned up later. Music was listened to and sung along to, guitars were played and much alcohol was consumed. Now as I was adding a small bit of Vodka into each of my snake bites I was getting quite drunk, but I figured if I didnt drink anything else all night I should be alright.

We went down the SU and I think we all left our hats, because some of the guys (sadly including me) wanted their hair to look good (women). We arrived at the SU, dont remember much about the bar, we weren't there for long. I bought this gril I was interested in and her friend a drink. We then caught the bus to town, now this time I do remember the bus just, and no surprises here, the tiger came back, but it was quite cool as the bus was packed and they were all chanting "tiger, tiger" not that they knew what it was. Supposedly I did the whole length of the bus as people were also chanting "all the way, all the way". Supposedly everyone had a good laugh, so that was alright. We arrived at town and walked to the club, supposedly I made a bet with with Ozzy and John that if I pulled this girl, they would have to do a streak in the park and if I didnt I would. We got in the club and from here on it is all a bit blurry. The club was massive, it had 4 floors and I managed to lose everyone, I pretty much spent the whole night looking for everyone else, not as I had planned it. I remember finding Arf and we were trying to find Shields, someone told us he had gone home so we left and I phoned him and he was at home. Me and Arf walked back together and considering we had only met four days before, we were now the best of friends and chatted all the way home.

We got back and shields had gone round someone else's, his strange neighbour called 'Twink' or something, helped us out, Arf had problems looking away from her oversized man boobs, we then went over to the other block where he was supposed to be. Ozzy was there and so was Dan (from the night beofre), I stole some pizza from someone and we sat in the kitchen for a while and talked. We eventually went home and got into bed about at about 4.

I awoke with a start as the alarm went off at 9:00am because we had to catch the 10 o'clock bus as my train was at 11:30am.

Luckily the boys had their lecture cancelled so Kenny, Shields and Ozzy all came with me to wave me off. We missed the student bus and had to get another one. We got to the train station and had a fair bit of time to spare, so we desided it would be fun to all squeeze into a photo booth and have a photo down. We then went over to the shop and I stocked up on stuff for breakfast and the train. We went and sat in the waiting room and talked about the weekend and how it went. Then my train pulled in and we got in a mad rush to get on, we shared a big group hug and I got on. The guys ran with my train as it pulled out of the station, a tear came to my eye as I saw then disappear into the distance.

The journey home was very un-eventful so I'll finish here. It was a fantastic weekend lads, thanks for evreything, and see you soon!

Jameson
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