The lengthening of the personal list…

So it seems to humans at large first are something we – more or less – strive for. To be the first person to do something, or just to do something for the first time. When we’re young firsts are easy to come by; the first time you stand up or perhaps the first time you smile and so on and so forth. But as we grow older those firsts get more hard to come by and so with a lot of people it seems that the irregularity of the event just makes them more… special.

Alright so I’m talking about firsts, because I had my first time last night, or suppose it was really this morning. So I guess I’m living up to my promiscuous reputation now, as it was with a guy who I only met that night, although apparently I did meet him before, when I went to another party at his place, last year.

Personally I don’t know why girls go on and on about how much it hurts, because well it didn’t really for me, a tiny bit at first, but then it was pretty great. I mean maybe it’s the guy or maybe it’s something to do with me, although apparently because I used to ride horses when I was younger that makes a difference and if that’s the case, I’m so glade that I did.

Although I had to walk through the city with a couple love bites on my neck, so that was fun. But I was so tired by that point – mainly due to the fact that I hadn’t eaten since the night before, and we went for round 2 in the morning – that I didn’t really give a dam about the slight stares and wolf whistles. It seems today held a bunch of firsts, since I kind of did my first walk of shame, which consisted of me wishing I was at my place so I could go back to sleep, so it wasn’t really, at all, shame that I was feeling.

Unfortunately for me, I had to find out the hard way that there are no buses on Sundays, which meant I was stranded in town at midday with no money to take a taxi and a funky feeling between my legs. So I did the only thing I could think of I texted a friend asking if she’d do me a favour, she sort of refused, it was more like she couldn’t be she got her boyfriend to come a pick me up, if I paid for petrol. So I paid for petrol, with my bus money and got home safe and sound and went straight to bed to sleep the day away. Only to wake up and release the father would be around any minuet and I wasn’t willing to have to explain the love bites, so I put a plaster over one and covered the other with my new Olympic hoody, I think he might have guessed, but no questions were asked, so I’m fine.

alright so I saw this picture and just had to add it to this post.

Although after charging it a little I got some worried texts from the friend that had invited me to the party in the first place, informing me of something, which confirmed my earlier apprehension. So I could be pregnant, but after doing a little research on the internet, I’m going to go and get the morning after pill, some time in the next 2 days hopefully, if I can even get into the city to get it and after that it’s just a waiting game I suppose, but honestly I think I’m going to be alright, but if not I’m going to find my first and punch him in the face so hard it shatters all his teeth, but lets hope it doesn’t come to that shall we. I suppose this is a learning experience for me in more ways than one.

I’m meant to be going into town on Wednesday any ways, but I think that’s a little too late, so I might try and get in tomorrow, although don’t know if that’s going to happen, if not then Tuesday is a must, although I’m thinking the sooner the better here.

Quotes/sayings of the day: Thou know’st the first time that we smell the air we wawl and cry. When we are born we cry, that we are come to this great state of fools. – William Shakespeare

Whenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon. – Emily Dickinson

Alrighty, so I wanted to put some music on the end of this one, because well because. I feel like I’ve seen the singer in this video before, but his name doesn’t ring a bell.

Blowing limeade smoke rings for strangers…

So I got my e-shisha pen today, well sort of. I got the actual pen a couple days ago, but I had to wait for the e-liquid to arrive, which it was meant to on Tuesday, but it didn’t come until today, which I was a little pissed about, but hey ho on we go.

So yeah, I had my first taste of the shisha. So I got 3 different flavours and they sent me a free one – Mango, Limeade, Lychee and the free one; Mixed fruit. They smelled delicious, well the Mango one didn’t smell too good, but when I opened the packet, the smell just wafted out and was delicious.

I charged my pen the day it came, so it was all ready for use, but because this was my very first time and I didn’t want to mess anything up, I went online and looked up the right way to fill the tube. I had an idea of how to do it, which was due to my common sense and having had filled things before in my life time, but I wanted to get it right. So I found a video and watched that, before putting the Limeade flavoured liquid inside. I had a quick look at the ingredients as I did so and there is basically nothing in them, a couple flavouring, some water and that’s basically it, which I think is good, since it’s usually the chemicals that are the things that are bad for you in stuff like this and all that jazz.

I went on to watch a whole bunch of videos about e-shisha and vapour smoking, such as one about different ways to blow smoke rings/ O’s, which I’ve been practising and sort of getting the hang of, although I think I’m best at the one where you tap your cheek, which I have a feeling looks weird and is sort of cheating in comparisons to the others, where it’s all about your mouth and throat and what not.

Any ways at first I couldn’t really taste it and then I realised I had turned it off, because without pressing the button and hearing the sizzle or seeing the smoke come out the top, I have no idea if it’s on or off. So feeling rather stupid I turned it on and gave it a minuet to heat up and then took a drag, then I could taste it and the Limeade tasted as good as it smelled. I was also really surprised about how little you have to put in the tube to fill it, I think I put 5 drops in and that nearly half filled the thing, but then I could just be putting really abnormally large drops in or something – got nothing to compare to though, so I have no idea. But after taking a few drags, I realised there was a problem, I wanted to try all the flavours, but first I would have finish off the one inside and I was pretty sure there was going to be a bit of it felt in the bottom, so I went hunting for ways to clean my pen.

There was a whole bunch of videos on the subject, but they all included taking the bottom off the tube and I just couldn’t get mine off, so now I’m thinking I might have to buy a new tube pretty soon, because this ones going to get dirty quick.

These bedazzled ones are cute, I’ve just got a plain blue one, like the one on the end.

So in other news, I’ve been invited to a stoner party tomorrow, well I say party but I think get together is a better word. I think I’ve met everyone who is going, but I’m pretty sure that was at a party where I was gloriously drunk, so I don’t really remember them. But the two other girls who are going I’m friends with and they’ll probably not be smoking, so we’re getting booze and are going to drink the night away or something to that effect.

So the father got me a 2012 Olympics hoody, with retail team written across the back and to be honest I’m not too sure what the retail team is – do they take care of the hoodies and retail stuff or something. But he said he couldn’t find one with and actual Olympic contender team on the back, so retail team it was. But it’s really nice and big and warm, so who cares – right?

I had intended to do a workout today, as I’m trying to get back into doing them, because some of my fat has come back – alright a lot of it and it’s very sad – but I haven’t really been doing too well, today I was just to ‘fascinated’ by my new shisha, so I didn’t really get around to doing any and now I’m thinking it’s a bit late and I’ll just do one tomorrow and all that jazz. Plus I’ve got until four thirty free tomorrow, as that’s when I’ve got to get my bus to meet a friend to go buy some boozes for the party, then meeting some other people, for a lift to the actual party – I keep refer to it as a party, just makes things easier.

Quotes/sayings of the day: Bad decisions make good stories – Unknown

Appreciate what you have, because it turns into what you had – Unknown

Alright so if you’ve seen the Television show True blood, then you might recognize this song, but if not then you still might recognize the song.

So I haven’t really been up to too much this week, went to a friends place for a Merlin drinking night, which at first was drinking when certain things happened or were said, but that sort of stopped half way through the second or third episode and then we just stopped watching all together and chit chatted, as usual, which was nice, since it could have been the last time I saw a couple of them, before they headed off to go to university and although we’re now trying to plan to do something next week, which is their last  week here, although I’ve got to get packing, but I think I’ll just go and hope that I don’t end up running around like a headless chicken at the end of the week, I’ve still got to buy some stuff, but not too much and the father has offered to buy all the stationary, so that’s that sorted – yay for vouchers!

Social things that the brother brings.

So I was looking into flavoured cigarettes, as I’ve recently become something of a social smoker.

I know smoking kills, but there are ways to try and prevent it from killing you, not that they all work and with my luck I will probably die of it, even through I hardly even smoke, as I said social smoker. And I’m not just one of those people that says that, because they don’t want to admit they really do just smoke smoke smoke…

But any ways, I was looking into flavoured cigarettes, as my friend had this liquorice – I think – flavoured roll ups and I like them, more than straights at least. But then I stumbled onto shisha.

Now I’ve heard about shisha before and considered trying it, but then I was reading these articles about how bad for you it was and that sort of put me off a little, but then I stumbled upon e-shisha, which as far as I can find out doesn’t have any harmful side effects and isn’t addictive, as the way I understand it it’s easy to get addicted to cigarettes and then it’s a costly habit to keep up, as at the moment I just bum fags off of other people, since I don’t smoke by myself – so it don’t cost me a thing, most of the time.

So now I spent a little time looking into e-shisha and then decided hey why not try it, you tried smoking, so give this a go, since to begin with I was heading towards e-cigarettes, but roll ups are far easier to come by, when you don’t want to shell out cash. So now I’ve gone and got myself an e-shisha pen and some liquids – Limeade, lychee and mango flavoured. I thought the limeade sounded interesting and I love lychees and mangos, so hopefully I will like it. I only really got three because I’m rather indecisive and if I bought three I got one random one free, so I’ll be sitting by the post flap until they arrive and then hiding in my room for a while trying it out, because they’re e ones you can use them inside and don’t have to stand out in all weather, getting rained and snowed on and what not – if we even get any snow, which I hope we do.

 

So other than shisha, today I went to pick up my older brother, as he’s stay over for the weekend, because heading off to god’s knows where to do whatever it is he does and all that jazz. But he seems happy and healthy and he’s got himself a girlfriend, who from what I can gather from him, seems like a nice, although slightly wild, girl. But a bit of wild can be good.

Quote/saying of the day: Everywhere is within walking distance if you have the time. – Steven Wright

My brother had this written on his top today, so I thought I’d use it as the quote of the day.

Girl’s sweet chilli sunshine…

So I’ve been down in Cornwall for a week – well just less than a week – now and having a hell of a time with the girls. It was meant to be 5 of us, two guys and three girls, but in the end it was just 4 of us, although we did meet up with a friend that was already down there and her boyfriend. But the guys backed out, one because of personal reasons and the other because he’s a hot head and does stupid stuff when he’s angry.

So we spent an outrageous amount of time getting down to Cornwall, because of all the traffic on the way down, it seemed like everyone was heading down to Cornwall. Or perhaps like we were chasing the traffic, but whichever one it was, it all amounts to spending about 4 extra hours in the car, than we had to last year.

At least we didn’t get court in a traffic jam like this one!

This time around we went to this camp site on the side of a hill, OK we rolled around a little in the night and had to be careful with the camping stove, but the view was lovely! But that also meant that it was pretty windy on the camp site, so by the second day we had decided to peg the guide ropes down – that is what those ropes are called right?

Unlike last year we spent the majority of our time lounging around on different beaches, or swimming in the sea. But about halfway through the trip we decided to buy a boat, as we had found a island that we wanted to get to, but after careful inspection of the water, we decided that it was safe to try and swim to it, so we got the boat to hold onto and while two people sat in the boat the other two swam. It was actually really funny, because there was this weird seaweed that we had to swim through and on the way to the island one of my friend started screaming “I’m f*cking Harry Potter” as she swam through the seaweed, which became one of Holiday quotes.

Because the camp site was family friend – very much so, basically just family’s and couples – there were a lot of children around, which means having to wake up to them screaming, but the children in the tent next to us, although waking us up at god knows when, gave us a bunch of laughs. However we thought one of the brother’s was a girl for a while, before we actually saw them.

Although I said we spent most of our time on the beach, we did go to St Ives once, but we couldn’t find a parking space, so we ended up just driving around St Ives, and then going back to the camp site and getting drunk – which we did a few times, with the friend and her boyfriend. On one night I was felt alone with the boyfriend and the friend and so I said a bunch of inappropriate things to the boyfriend, as a drunk me is a unfiltered me – but it wasn’t awkward the next day or anything…

So other than St Ives, we went to this chocolate factory, which turned out to be one room, with people making chocolate behind this glass screen and then a bunch of shops. We only really ended up going there because it started raining, which it did a couple times, but we got some nice sunny afternoons and some warm evening, such as the one were we headed to Tesco in our Pyjamas. Where in the parking lot one of my friend called a guy ‘stupid for not wearing pyjamas to Tesco’.

Luckily for us our last day was pretty gloriously sunny, so we headed back to the beach where we sailed to the island and did some jumping off rocks. Unfortunately I forgot my swimsuit, so I only had bikinis, so I wore a shirt over the top, as I didn’t want to show off my flabby fat belly – as I haven’t been working out recently, and have been kind of eating fatty food. But as my friend said we’ve got a month or so to get fit, before we head to university – which was a sort of banned word on this trip, as we’re all a little scared/excited about going, well the one’s of us that are going.

But overall it was a good trip, although at one point one of my friends tried to stick her tongue down my throat. Not that I don’t think she’s a lovely person, but I always think it’s a little weird to get with a friend – even for just a night. That can lead to awkwardness and I’d rather conserve the friendship. Although I know the friend that tried to kiss me doesn’t totally feel that way about friendship and romance.

So I decided that I like sweet chilli, or at least I liked the sweet chilli sauce we had on our noodles one night. Although we did binge on crisps and sugar free Limeade a couple times, I think we did pretty well with the meals and what not, although we seriously underestimated the amount of money we would need for food, but luckily everyone had enough, so it was all good. Although I thought I was going to come back with some money left in my purse, I thought it would be a lot more than the amount I did come abck with, but hey ho, what is money for, but to spend – right?

Quote/saying of the day: When you have faults, do not fear to abandon them –  Confucius quotes (China’s most famous teacher, philosopher, and political theorist). I have a whole bunch of them written on a poster on my room door. Think I might take it to university with me and put on my door there or something. But then as my brother said when I put it up, who reads what’s on the door? As proven my Doctor Who.

Speaking of Doctor Who, the extra long episode is airing this weekend, can’t wait for it. Although I might be going out that night, so will probably be recording it and watching it the day after, although I think I would record it any ways.

Alright so I heard Taylor Swift’s new song on the radio in the car one day and thought I’d share. I’m not a really big Taylor swift fan, but I like her stuff – well some of it.

Now I would have put some photo’s in this post, but I seem to have misplaced my photo’s as I’m not sure where I imported them to. But when I find them I put them up, somewhere somehow and all that jazz.

To jump from a plane without knowing if I have a parachute on…

So today was results day. That nerve racking day that a large number of people, including nearly everyone I know, wish would never arrive and then it does and it’s all over or rather all beginning.

I was meant to wake up early and head into the city to get my results and that’s not what I did, I woke up early looked at the clock, turned over and went back to sleep, allowing myself to momentarily forget it was results day, but not for long, but for long enough for me to miss my bus. So I went online and spent a few annoying minutes battling with my own mind to remember my login details, before confusing myself over where to look for my results and when finally I found them, I just stared. I could hardly believe it, I check and I didn’t get the grades to get into my chosen universities, so I cried a little and then went on facebook to congratulate my friends on their personal achievements, the A’s and B’s slapping me in the face and making me wish the ground would just swallow me whole.ll

Then the father came in, asking about what my results were and if I wanted a lift in. It was horrible having to tell him I hadn’t got the grades, so he did what he does, question me – or rather interrogate me on what I was going to do now, go through clearing, do a third year. I didn’t want to even think about doing a third year, so clearing it was.

So just for something to do and to keep myself from bursting into tears, I logged into my email and what was sitting there an email from UCAS and under that an email from Bournemouth university, both congratulating me on getting into BU. It was like… jumping out of a plane and thinking you didn’t have a parachute, but finding out you actually did just in time, to open it and not come smashing down to earth.

So after taking a moment or a hundred to let in sink in. I thought yay, now I can relax a little, not so, today was a slightly hectic bustle of student accounts and applying for accommodation, which apparently I was meant to do weeks ago – oh dear – but I still got a room in a small house, with a think 3 other people. You had to fill out with little profile, which the other residents would be able to see, age name and they asked for a short statement, which I declined to give – although I wasn’t the only one. So I’ll be spending the next year living with a 18 year old girl who apparently likes to socialize, a 30 year old guy, who I know nothing else about and a mysterious person, because they wouldn’t let me see the profile on them, but that doesn’t really matter, as long as they are nice and all that jazz. I thought it was best to go for a smaller house, less people to the number to showers and other facilities and also the other smaller places only had one person confirmed and I thought it best to know a little about the people I’ll be living with and all that jazz, than live with complete mysteries – although one of them will be, for some unknown reason. I also signed up for the buddy program they have, so apparently I’ll be getting a buddy and they have a pizza, bring your buddy night, were you get free pizza, now I’m always up for free stuff, so I’m hoping my buddy is nice, so we can go to that and get free food – yay freeness!

So after everything was sorted, me and the father headed into town, because we had some errands to run and since we were already in the city, we ate out and went to see Guardians of the Galaxy, which I can honestly say I like. – This may contain spoilers! – The plant at the end was cute, although that bit didn’t really surprise me. But I’m wondering if they really will continue to make more films, since I think this one went down well, so I don’t see why not.

So along with a little accounting and some payments that need to be made, tomorrow will be filled with packing and working out and things to that nature, since I’m heading down to Cornwall this weekend and I’ve sort of let myself go to seed, so to speak. I know one day won’t make the biggest of differences, although one day of only eating 2 meals and no snacking, can drop my weight by about 2 stone, but still, one day of healthiness won’t change that much, but I’m still going to try,since I’m hoping for sunshine so I can get my bikini out, before the summer ends – and the work begins. And even if it does rain I might be that one insane girl that wanders around in short shorts and a bikini top like she isn’t shivering in the cold wind and doesn’t have goosebumps all over her arms and can still feel her toes and fingers – although that does be a slightly desperate and almost completely insane move, but what can I say, I’m a little insane, as my therapists will one day most likely tell me, in her over polite way, with her big eyes staring at me, in that slightly creepy ‘I never blink’, way that they do.

And when I get back in 6 days or so, the brother is coming back, but before that the Grandparents have come over – from Jamaica – to see all their lovely grandchildren and children and all that jazz. So yeah the house will be bustling and I’ll be trying to pack for University and sort out all the things I’ll be needing – pots and pans and mugs and cup and all that domestic jazz. Oh the joy.

Quotes/sayings of the day: All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another. ~Anatole France

Those who expect moments of change to be comfortable and free of conflict have not learned their history. ~Joan Wallach Scott

When you jump for joy, beware that no one moves the ground from beneath your feet. ~Stanislaw Lec

Alright so today I put a triad of sayings/quotes of the day, because I couldn’t choose one that I liked the most, so look over all three and perhaps they will make you wiser…

So I’ve liked Gabrielle Aplin since I first heard her song, ‘Please don’t say you love me’ and this song is lovely – in it’s our right – so there it is.

Balloons and booze…

So the last couple days have been relatively busy.

Me and the girls headed over to Bristol to go see the Balloon festival that was going on there, which was fun. Most of the balloon here the usual shape, but there were a couple that were more unusual, such as the one shaped like a smurf head. It was a fun day, got to hang out with the girls, eat some strawberries and cream and sit on the grassy hill, guy spotting and watching air plane displays.

So Saturday night we headed into the city with an old friend, who I haven’t seen in a while and me in this dress I made that day, from a top that was 2 sizes too big. To be honest I was a little afraid it would fall apart on the dance floor, since I’ve only really ever once put my sewing to the test and that was on another dress which I have, which ripped when I put it on, because someone had cut half the sticking on one side – the morons – but it stayed together and I got a bunch of comment off of it including being called sexy by a 30-40 year old man, who I was using to prove to my friend that I could pick a guy up, by asking about his hands. Although I think he thought I meant actually lift him up, when I first started talking to him, but it was really funny, although he said the friend who had said I could do it was not sexy, which is mean. She’s just not the girly type that’s all, so she was wearing shorts and a sparkly top, not a short, low cut dress like me.

Two of the friends I went with were complete light weights so they ended up getting completely smashed and making out, which I don’t know if was a good thing or not, because that could become awkward, but I hope it doesn’t. One of the girls left really quickly, because her boyfriend was out as well and she wasn’t really into what we were doing – getting pissed and hitting on people basically – so she went half drunk bowling with him and some of his friend. When the night was planned we were meant to be meeting him as well, but because we invited this girl who he hates, he refused to meet us and so I only saw him once in the bar we were leaving, but he’s a bit of an ass-hole when he’s around other… people, so I wasn’t really sad about it or anything.

Apart from the drunken lovers, as they came to be known by the end of the night, it was a fun night out and it was nice that we meet some guys that weren’t really creepy or only talking to us to get into our pants. Although they had to leave at 2, so we only hung out with them for about an hour or so. But one of them bought us a bunch of drinks and we had a long chat.

After meeting the drunken lovers again, because one of them was my ride home, well her parents had offered to give me a lift home. We ended up sitting on the window sill of them crafts shop, waiting for our ride and my friends boyfriend to turn up. It was odd but sitting there, basically sober – because I seem to sober pretty quickly – I got the most attention from guys. At first they kind of just shouted stuff as they walked by, but then they started stopping to talk, sure it was flattering, but a couple of them sat down next to me and they were pretty drunk and the one was going on about how it was his birthday and asking me how old I was and all that jazz and I was just sitting there thinking, I know what you want, but luckily it was then that my ride turned up, so I had an escape route, although once they were gone I sat back down with my friend to wait for her boyfriend and got chatting with this Australian guy, who wanted us to come home with him. But other than these slightly subtle hits of that, he seemed like a nice guy and I had a nice time talking to him.

So all in all a good night and once again I have not got a hang over the next day – yay! Although I am quite tired and I felt a little sick in the morning, so I skipped breakfast and just had a small lunch, just in case. My friend stayed over, but she felt early, I think she just wanted to sleep in her own bed and she didn’t get to drunk, so I think she was safe to drive by this morning.

So I’m meant to be going to my friends house tomorrow, but I don’t know if I’m going to go, it was fun the last time I went, but that was just us girls really and now the guys are coming as well, not that I don’t want them to, but when I get drunk – and we will most likely be getting drunk – I tend to want to make out with people and the guys that are coming, one of them is in a relationship, with one of my good friends – who I have known for a while – plus he can be an ass hole and the other, well I think that would be awkward, especially as I trying to get him to go camping with the bunch of us, because I don’t want to be stuck in a tent with a couple – in love – and one other person, so having another person there, would be good, as we could just go off by ourselves and leave the couple, to be a couple and all that jazz. But oh well, I’m not sure if he’ll come. Me and the other person don’t want to go, but they won’t be able to get their money back and I don’t want to have to do that to them, so I’m going. Never know might be a good time, maybe I’ll just stay drunk for the entire trip, that could make it a good time – just joking, that would probably be too expensive for me at the moment.

Quote/saying of the day: Booze is the greatest of all equalizers. Rick drunks and poor drunks pass out the same way. – Unknown

Eat the worm and cheer up the friends…

So I’m going back into counselling. Well I was sort of in counselling before, but honestly nothing came of it, but I’m giving it a second shot. Due to the bus times, I’ve got some time to kill in the morning, because as the father pointed out, it’s better to turn up early than late, because I’m not completely sure where I’m going, even though I google mapped it today, because the directions they sent me didn’t make sense to me, probably because I don’t really know the place every well and all that jazz.

After a bit of deliberating, I decided that shopping would be a good way to pass the time and since wandering around by oneself came be dull, I invited the friends, but I’m going to have to ditch them for a while to go to the session, although I think I’ll be the first one in and all that, due to the nocturnal nature of some of them. I usual go a little nocturnal during my holidays and sometimes even just on the weekends, but I’ve got to get up early tomorrow, so I’m hoping that saying about the ‘early bird’ is true.

A bunch of us are meant to be meeting, going shopping and then back to a friends place for Chinese and booze. Which will be interesting, because one of the girls that is coming gets a little off her head when she eats Chinese and she’s a light weight to boot, so yeah will be an interesting and we might see her rather annoying alter ego Candy, who is American.

So my Wednesday is pretty full, which is wonderful as far as I’m concerned, but other than that no other plans until the weekend, when we’re going out on the Saturday, with a friend I haven’t seen in a while and have dearly missed. So it’ll be wonderful to see him again, we were meant to be going away together, but he backed out, because his Grandfather was dying, but we’re having this night as a cheer up, although I think he’s handling it very well, better than I ever did, at least.

So afar taking a hardly more than a glance at myself in the mirror, I have decided that I’m getting too much of my ‘fat’ back and I’m going to start working out again, so I started out slow today, with just about an hour gentle exercise – yay the endorphin rush, that didn’t really last very long.

Quote/saying of the day: To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves. – Federico García Lorca

Have you guys seen the newly released Fifty shades of Grey trailer? Well if you haven’t then watch away and honestly there are so many comments if you don’t like Fifty shades, then why watch the try for it?

I watched this one with a review at the end and the woman that was reviewing it, out right said she hadn’t read the book, this is a film of a book, read and damn book or at least try and read it. People like that just rub me up the wrong way. I’ve read all three, as you would know if you read some of my previous posts and I didn’t like them very much, but I can ‘understand’ why some people do, just like with Twilight, I really do like it, but I can understand why some people do, although I couldn’t get through the first book of that series, but I managed to get to the end of the series of this one – yay and all that jazz.

Red paint in hand, the heels on…

So me and the girls went out Friday night. It was a little odd standing at the bus stop, of the rather small ‘village’ I live in to get into the city. I mentioned to my friend how I kind of felt like a hooker, because well we got some stares from the driving of the cars that passed and one guy even turned all the way round in his seat to stare at us, but fortunately we didn’t have to wait too long and the bus was a lot cheaper than the usual one I took into town, which was great.

So me and my friend met up with the other girl we were going out with at a bar and stayed for a strawberry daiquiri, we were going to get another drink, which had become a tradition to my friend, but we decided to break the tradition and try something new. So after a pitcher, we went to look for somewhere else to go. Unfortunately we were a bit early for the clubs, so we hit some bars and did a whole bunch of shots. There was this one bar that had a dance floor that was empty, so we decided to fill it and give the DJ someone to play for, although by then my friend was pretty drunk, because she’s a light weight and all that jazz. I was just a bit buzzed myself and the other friend hadn’t drunk as much. So we must have looked a little silly, but we didn’t really care.

So when they opened we headed to the club, that my friend usually hit – she was a basic guide to a good night out it seems. It was fun there, although we kept getting this smoke stuff blow in our faces, so you had to be ‘careful’ where you danced on the dance floor. It was fun though, I chatted to a few guys and gave a guy my number – but I don’t think that’s going to go anywhere any time soon – and one of the girls I was with nearly got dragged back to some randomers place, while the other one made friends with a guy on facebook.

I almost got dragged into the toilets by some randomer and if I hadn’t been sobering and my friend hadn’t been holding my hand at the time, I think I would have been. I don’t think I would have minded if the guy was at all my type, but he wasn’t

We were pretty surprised by the number of gay couples that there were out, because well as my friend put it, she expected everyone to be like a friend of ours, who isn’t exactly homophobic, but just not homo-friendly, but it was nice to see and all that jazz.

Quote/saying of the day: No one looks back on their life and remembers the nights they got plenty of sleep – Unknown

So I picked this song at random, as I just typed ‘party’ into Youtube and that was the first song that came up, but now I’ve listened to it, I actually kind of like it, so it stays.