Oh dear, in all my 14 months of flying I have NEVER missed a flight. i got up so early this morning but i was being too confident because I've recently moved to Farringdon which has a direct train to Luton. Me being a total spacker, I got on the train to Gatwick instead accidentally, missed my flight by an hour and couldnt book another ticket because of the fucking Man U Vs Barca football match. I REALLY love wasting bills on travelling to the airport and back. Adrian and I decided to go to a Spanish bar and pretend we'd arrived there!


Dumb because i got drunk on margheritas at 4 in the afternoon...Oh dear...
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