Can you, like, go away please? It's summer. I'm trying to jam.

As you know, if you've read my first post, my Dad is in a Jazz band and they play in a pub on Tuesdays. Well, once when me and my brother went to see him play I freaked out a bit when Dad went to the bar to get us some lemonade. I grabbed Afronaut and ran behind a pillar-thing (I don't really know if it was a pillar, but I ran behind it.)
 Me: Alex... Is that Mr. Constantino behind the bar??

Afronaut: -Looks around pillar- Huh. Looks like it.

Me: WHY IS HE HERE?!?!

Afronaut: I don't know... Are you sure it's him?

Me: YES!! YES IT IS HIM!!

Afronaut: Are you sure it's not just a guy who looks like him?

Me: IT LOOKS JUST LIKE HIM!! You do know Mr. Constantino, right?

Afronaut: Yes, I know Mr. Constantino.

Me: THEN WHY CAN'T YOU SEE??!!

Afronaut: You're really distressed about this, aren't you?

Me: It's my holiday... It's just... I don't like seeing teachers... or being in the same building as them in my holidays...

The original story I was going to tell was basically about that night. I felt weird, I acted weird and then Dad threatened to send me home. I can no longer remember what was so interesting about that story. Oh yeah... Turns out Mr Constantino owned the pub. That sucked.... But I have a another story!! (YAAY!!)

Basicly, all that happened a week ago. This new story happened only a few days ago, on Tuesday. We had gone to see the band again. (This time joined by my good ol' friend Jessica.)

Alex had gone to the toilet and when he came back he said "Mrs. Collier and Mr. Watts are at a table by the toilets."

And for some reason my immediate reaction was to drop to the floor and freaking out. I really need to stop being a freak in public. Or at least stop drawing attention to myself...

Anywho... So after that, I remembered that I really needed a wee. I also remembered that the girl's toilet was slightly further down, and there is a table right outside it.

So naturally, I went to the toilets, dragging Jessica with me. But Mrs. Collier is my Assistant Head of House at school and used to be my form tutor. So there was no way of getting past without her recognizing both of us and saying "Hello". Especially when their table is directly outside the toilets.

Also it wasn't just them two. It was a whole bunch of teachers from our school. I'm sure it wouldn't have been as awkward if we were old enough to drink and if we weren't in a pub past 9 o'clock at night..

So after relieving myself, phoning our friend Natasha and trying not to freak out about going back past the teachers, the rest of the night was just us typically messing around and taking pictures.

Afronaut was feeling hyper and somewhat rebellious, so we easily managed to persuade him to take a picture of the teachers. After a failed attempt at sneak-picture-taking he just went straight up to the teachers said "Sorry", took a picture and walked straight out of the pub. This is what we got:

 
Well done brother. Well done...

After running out of the pub we went to the Maxican chicken pizza and chicken shop. This time I took pictures: