I spend a lot of time moaning about my current place of reside. Thus, I won't do anymore Epsom bitching, I'll just say this - I MISS BRIGHTON and I'm looking forward to Papa getting me Sunday and taking me homies.
People in Epsom are strange. They stare at goths and shop in Dorothy Perkins. People at UCA are even stranger. Whoever said that kids from small towns blossom into cool people were wrong. The mixture of test tube weirdos and repressed norm kids is too much. Hull/Dorset/Rhyl's loss was DEFINITELY not my gain.
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