last...thursday?

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So last thursday i got on a train to London Bridge. Was minding my own business listening to my music on it's little quaint shuffle mode. The guy i sat opposite kept talking super loudly on his phone, but i was polite and didnt look, i just sat on my chair very awkwardly so i didnt have to face him. At one point he was also listening to music and just kind of stared of me, but i think it was more to due with the fact it was a very cold day, but i was dressed "summer-ry."
*"Summer-ry" for Jordana means still dark colours but not very warm*
As the train came up to London Bridge, i looked down the train compartment before i stood up. While i was in the middle of standing up, i saw someone very familiar and as a result knocked my head against something (im not sure what it was, but it was yellow)
The first thing i said to them was "That's kinda weird." We smiled and gauche le train et marché par la gare. Some topics of conversation:
"Have you met him?"
"Ariege should go on the pill, I might make her when she comes back home."
"So how about you and...and...?"
"Ah yes Aaliyah's done a bit of shorthand too...how's the course/area/people etc."
"Aymon will most likely stay at Churchill"
"Hows le familia?" (except she didnt ask this in a muddle of spanish and french.)
At one point i realised i had walked too far and politely told her i better leave to find my tube stop.
"Tell Ariege i said hi," Said I.
"Tell Ariege you saw me!" Said Ariege's delightfully young looking mother, Diane.
Not the end though.
Found out what line i had to get on, and squeezed my self on. Through the gaps in people i saw her again, but it would have been a bit too much to squeeze through, say hello-o look i could have followed you here and we could have continued talking- then squeezed back through to get off a stop later.
Twas nice though.
Last night, Ariege called me, so i called her back (with a bit of hassle cos our phones arent compatible(cry))
Apparently to 3, 3 hours is a bit too long to talk to someone on the phone.
I screamed with fear when Ariege, telling me a story, suddenly changed her voice and said "Im sorreeeey, but you have used up all your voice minutes. Please call us on 313 and have a debit or credit card available to rrrrrreceive more minutes." damn 3.
the thing is, ive checked now and i still have over 400 minutes left.
From the horribly sad mood i was in yesterday, 2 and a half things cheered me up. The half was having a conversation with someone and knowing their next call wouldnt be for a few days. One was watching, "dont be a menace to society while drinking your juice in the hood." And the last was being interrupted while watching the movie, by Ariege saying "call me back."
Also Ariege, not to suck your butt, but im glad i talked to you about everything, like last year, as everyone would have given unhelpful criticism. Also you made me laugh with
"THAT'S forward. Are you SURE he's not fit?" Yes, positively. And our in depth, "so you were standing up, or lying down?" "i was in the bath." "o ok thats alright." "no, i was standing up."
When am i coming up to Brighton for a sunday?

My mood was spoilt by my phone cutting off, then James not telling me that the last 5 minutes of the movie didnt download. Loser.
I woke up happy this morning though, mostly because i forgot why i was so (bleugh) yesterday.
Im off to find a job/make flapjacks/ go home/hopefully ambush Laura today.
This is the longest i haven't seen Charlotte for in 10 years, getting quite weird.