Brother & Sister
That's how Kandi's friend Jet described me and Kandi yesterday. It's a nice thing to say... But also sick and wrong given my feelings for Kandi.
So yesterday I went to London to meet up with Kandi and her friend Jet (eventually) which meant getting up at 7am after only five hours sleep (I was at Vicky's until midnight as we were both alone in our houses so I decided to hang out with her for the night) and had to leave the house at 8am to walk to the train station as the bus drivers were on strike and Ben had crashed his car so couldn't give me a lift. I didn't mind though. Despite being utterly petrified I was looking forward to it. I've only met Kandi once before, despite us being really good friends, and that was when I first started to like her and little did I know at the time she liekd me too. This time it was different - things had developed, changed or just simply become extinct.
When I got to the station I got the 8.23am train to London Euston but because of the time and crappy rail regulations I couldn't use my student card to get cheap train tickets so had to pay the full £45.20. Not that money was ever really an issue but I like to save where I can... Just to spend at another time on something else. But as I've been (relatively) good this year when it comes to money I have more than enough for that journey and any others I decide to go on in the future.
The train journey itself was crap. And by crap, I mean crap. I was going to borrow a battery off Ben before I left but he was still in bed and I didn't wnat to disturb him so I had no music, no book and absolutely bugger all to do for 2 hours and 20 minutes.
When I got to Euston Kandi was outside having a fag... and another... and another... Until she was practically buried in a mountain of cigarette butts (I may be over exaggerating a little... But can you say "chimney"? =P ) and that's when it happened... She hit me (Yes, she did start it. She always does. Bully). So I hit her back and this went on all day. No matter where we went, who we were with or what we were doing we always found time to beat each other up! When I got home and told James about it he said;
"You know when you're young and you used to push over the person you liked? Some of us grew out of it. Obviously you two didn't."
I don't know about Kandi but it seems true for me... Either that or I am just a bully. But I'm going with James' idea.
Anyway, when Kandi had finally finished her life size replica of the Andes Mountain range made from cigarette butts we went inside to Burger King. After ordering (and Kandi thinking I wanted a Oasis CD as oppose to a refreshing fruit drink) we sat down with our food and happily ate it... Well, I did. Kandi thought it would be more fun to start a food fight and throw chips at me... Constantly. So we had a small chip-war in which I won (Because history is written by the victors and I'm writing this therefor I must have won) and after leaving all our coppers on the table for the cleaning lady who looked to be loving her job, and her life, we headed off to Vicoria station to meet Jet... Only when we got there Jet decided she wasn't going to Victoria but she was instead going to London Bridge so back on the tube me and Kandi got and went there... Where we waited, and waited, and waited, etc.
We eventually met Jet when she finally arrived (not before, because that's impossible) and the three of us then headed to Leicester Square to go to Pizza Hut, the home of, well, pizza. And me.
It was in Pizza Hut that I met the love of my life - No, not Kandi (I move on quick) but some Asain guy sat in the corner. Kandi noticed him but Jet said he was staring at me so I turned round and gave him a wink. I don't know how he took it - I was too scared to turn around and check.
The waiter we had was pretty shit so after abusing the free refil system to death we gave him a tip of 4p... Which he then gave back to us before we could leave but he gave it us in four 1p pieces - how insulting can you be! Then Kandi shared them out between the three of us but I threw mine back at her and then we decided no one actually wanted the change so we left it for the waiter again only 1p short as it was now on the floor.
Outside Pizza Hut we saw the Asain who I'd winked at inside and quickly hurried along as I thought I may be gang raped so where did we run to? The souvenir shop! Not just one, oh no, we went in two! Trying on silly hats, Kandi & Jet doing silly dances (I thought I was bad) and generally just piss farting around.
On our way to the shops we were walking front of this group of black people. Now, not be racist, but they were twats. OK, so that was quite racists but it wasn't because they were balc, it's because they actually were twats. As we were walking along and Kandi was having a fag (stop the press - it's a shocker) one of them said "Smoking Kills". Oh my, we have a rocket scientist among the group! So does crossing the road dickhead! So does TB - stop beinging it to our fucking country (Yes, that was meant to be resist because he fucking pissed me off). He probably thought he was being funny in front of his lady friends - he was actually being a cock.
After the hat shops we headed to this big arcade place. It was cool. You know those photo booths you can go in and get your picture taken in and then choose the style (like pencil, water colour, pastal, etc) well we went in one of them. All three of us. Now, none of us are fat but me and Jet are both quite tall (Kandi's a midget) and it was a bit of a squeeze in the booth. The pictures were taken and we had to pick the worst possible one of me to be printed off. Actually, it was crap of us all. I had more chins than Kandi had had cigarettes all day, Kandi's head was so close to the camera it's twice as big as everone elses and poor Jet is just crumpled in the back. Then we played on a few games, me and Jet went on one of the simulator rides (not the best idea after just having had Pizza Hut) and then we headed off for our next destination - Covent Garden... The long way round!
The way to Covent Garden proved to be more of a struggle than we had expected. The tubes were busy because it was rush hour so we decided o walk... Only we had no idea which way it was. So we eventually found a map and got on our way... With a little help from some street signs.
In Covent Garden there were the usual few street performers but as it was getting on into the evening by this time many had gone home. Still, it was a nice place to be at that time of the day and there were still a lot of people out and about. It was here that Jet mentioned how me and Kandi are like brother and sister. It took me back to a long time ago when Tom once said something to me. He said I'd never be like a dad but I'd always be like the cool uncle. I guess I was thinking that when Jet said what she did I'd never be anything more with Kandi but we'd always be close friends. I'm probably right in that assumption too.
After walking around Covent Garden for a while we all headed back to Euston to drop me off and I realised how some things never change. Contrary to what Tom's said in his recent LJ some things just don't change. It was exactly like it was last time Me, Kandi and one of Kandi's friends was there only this time it was Jet, not Mark. we all went outside while Kandi had one last fag, then we did the whole huggy goodbye thing and then I left. And the feeling as I walked away's still the same as it was last time I did. Only stronger. Maybe it'll be like that everytime it happens, maybe it won't. But it was... Nostalgic.
In my head I'd pictured it all going so differently but when it came to it, it didn't. It was exactly as it was before.
On teh train home I bought some new headphones and listened to the crap radio channels they had on the train before getting home and just crashing. Vicky and her boyfriend were round but all I wanted to do was reminiss and sleep.
OK, so it turned out to be longer than I thought - Sue me.
So yesterday I went to London to meet up with Kandi and her friend Jet (eventually) which meant getting up at 7am after only five hours sleep (I was at Vicky's until midnight as we were both alone in our houses so I decided to hang out with her for the night) and had to leave the house at 8am to walk to the train station as the bus drivers were on strike and Ben had crashed his car so couldn't give me a lift. I didn't mind though. Despite being utterly petrified I was looking forward to it. I've only met Kandi once before, despite us being really good friends, and that was when I first started to like her and little did I know at the time she liekd me too. This time it was different - things had developed, changed or just simply become extinct.
When I got to the station I got the 8.23am train to London Euston but because of the time and crappy rail regulations I couldn't use my student card to get cheap train tickets so had to pay the full £45.20. Not that money was ever really an issue but I like to save where I can... Just to spend at another time on something else. But as I've been (relatively) good this year when it comes to money I have more than enough for that journey and any others I decide to go on in the future.
The train journey itself was crap. And by crap, I mean crap. I was going to borrow a battery off Ben before I left but he was still in bed and I didn't wnat to disturb him so I had no music, no book and absolutely bugger all to do for 2 hours and 20 minutes.
When I got to Euston Kandi was outside having a fag... and another... and another... Until she was practically buried in a mountain of cigarette butts (I may be over exaggerating a little... But can you say "chimney"? =P ) and that's when it happened... She hit me (Yes, she did start it. She always does. Bully). So I hit her back and this went on all day. No matter where we went, who we were with or what we were doing we always found time to beat each other up! When I got home and told James about it he said;
"You know when you're young and you used to push over the person you liked? Some of us grew out of it. Obviously you two didn't."
I don't know about Kandi but it seems true for me... Either that or I am just a bully. But I'm going with James' idea.
Anyway, when Kandi had finally finished her life size replica of the Andes Mountain range made from cigarette butts we went inside to Burger King. After ordering (and Kandi thinking I wanted a Oasis CD as oppose to a refreshing fruit drink) we sat down with our food and happily ate it... Well, I did. Kandi thought it would be more fun to start a food fight and throw chips at me... Constantly. So we had a small chip-war in which I won (Because history is written by the victors and I'm writing this therefor I must have won) and after leaving all our coppers on the table for the cleaning lady who looked to be loving her job, and her life, we headed off to Vicoria station to meet Jet... Only when we got there Jet decided she wasn't going to Victoria but she was instead going to London Bridge so back on the tube me and Kandi got and went there... Where we waited, and waited, and waited, etc.
We eventually met Jet when she finally arrived (not before, because that's impossible) and the three of us then headed to Leicester Square to go to Pizza Hut, the home of, well, pizza. And me.
It was in Pizza Hut that I met the love of my life - No, not Kandi (I move on quick) but some Asain guy sat in the corner. Kandi noticed him but Jet said he was staring at me so I turned round and gave him a wink. I don't know how he took it - I was too scared to turn around and check.
The waiter we had was pretty shit so after abusing the free refil system to death we gave him a tip of 4p... Which he then gave back to us before we could leave but he gave it us in four 1p pieces - how insulting can you be! Then Kandi shared them out between the three of us but I threw mine back at her and then we decided no one actually wanted the change so we left it for the waiter again only 1p short as it was now on the floor.
Outside Pizza Hut we saw the Asain who I'd winked at inside and quickly hurried along as I thought I may be gang raped so where did we run to? The souvenir shop! Not just one, oh no, we went in two! Trying on silly hats, Kandi & Jet doing silly dances (I thought I was bad) and generally just piss farting around.
On our way to the shops we were walking front of this group of black people. Now, not be racist, but they were twats. OK, so that was quite racists but it wasn't because they were balc, it's because they actually were twats. As we were walking along and Kandi was having a fag (stop the press - it's a shocker) one of them said "Smoking Kills". Oh my, we have a rocket scientist among the group! So does crossing the road dickhead! So does TB - stop beinging it to our fucking country (Yes, that was meant to be resist because he fucking pissed me off). He probably thought he was being funny in front of his lady friends - he was actually being a cock.
After the hat shops we headed to this big arcade place. It was cool. You know those photo booths you can go in and get your picture taken in and then choose the style (like pencil, water colour, pastal, etc) well we went in one of them. All three of us. Now, none of us are fat but me and Jet are both quite tall (Kandi's a midget) and it was a bit of a squeeze in the booth. The pictures were taken and we had to pick the worst possible one of me to be printed off. Actually, it was crap of us all. I had more chins than Kandi had had cigarettes all day, Kandi's head was so close to the camera it's twice as big as everone elses and poor Jet is just crumpled in the back. Then we played on a few games, me and Jet went on one of the simulator rides (not the best idea after just having had Pizza Hut) and then we headed off for our next destination - Covent Garden... The long way round!
The way to Covent Garden proved to be more of a struggle than we had expected. The tubes were busy because it was rush hour so we decided o walk... Only we had no idea which way it was. So we eventually found a map and got on our way... With a little help from some street signs.
In Covent Garden there were the usual few street performers but as it was getting on into the evening by this time many had gone home. Still, it was a nice place to be at that time of the day and there were still a lot of people out and about. It was here that Jet mentioned how me and Kandi are like brother and sister. It took me back to a long time ago when Tom once said something to me. He said I'd never be like a dad but I'd always be like the cool uncle. I guess I was thinking that when Jet said what she did I'd never be anything more with Kandi but we'd always be close friends. I'm probably right in that assumption too.
After walking around Covent Garden for a while we all headed back to Euston to drop me off and I realised how some things never change. Contrary to what Tom's said in his recent LJ some things just don't change. It was exactly like it was last time Me, Kandi and one of Kandi's friends was there only this time it was Jet, not Mark. we all went outside while Kandi had one last fag, then we did the whole huggy goodbye thing and then I left. And the feeling as I walked away's still the same as it was last time I did. Only stronger. Maybe it'll be like that everytime it happens, maybe it won't. But it was... Nostalgic.
In my head I'd pictured it all going so differently but when it came to it, it didn't. It was exactly as it was before.
On teh train home I bought some new headphones and listened to the crap radio channels they had on the train before getting home and just crashing. Vicky and her boyfriend were round but all I wanted to do was reminiss and sleep.
OK, so it turned out to be longer than I thought - Sue me.