Valentine...
Wikid, much partying and fun has been had over the last week. I plan to party as much as I can whilst I have the chance before the work load on my course picks up as the semeister progresses.
The Distillers/Pretty Girls Make Graves/Peaches gig was fucking ace. The Distillers were even more amazing than last time I saw um. And man my girlfriend is sooo cool she was right there in the mosh pit with me throughout the gig. The way it should be : ) We then went straight from the gig sweaty as anything straight to some shite townie club in Leicester Square to meet up with the rest of the Lansdowne crew. It was throughly biazzre and a muchly fun night.
I had to work valentine's night but me and Becks went out the night before. Unfortunately due to over eating at Chiqtos I ending up puking in the toilets of the Garage. Thus we ended up leaving the club early and sober. To make up for this though we had a muchly romantic walk through Islington park at 3am in the pouring rain. It was perfect and I'm so in love. I've really never felt so good in a realtionship before. I think I've finally learnt the difference between love and obsession.
Anyway (before I get mushy/too late) it looks like I wont be getting a hardship loan. It sucks just cause I'm middle class I get fuck all. It's not like my parents are that rich and can afford to fork out much of the money they earn. If I was poor I would get benefits if I was rich my parents could afford to pay me through uni. Basically everyone hates me cause I'm middleclass. Looks like the tarot cards where right about the poverty thing. Good job I listening to them and didn't quit my job just yet.
Anyway I best be off to bed I've got broadcast journalism tommorow which has to be my most suckiest of lectures. L8r
Tonight I want to make it real
Close my eyes feel it ride up my spine
Radiate out my limbs into air
Make it electric
I've got to know I'm still alive
Something Bigger, Something Brighter - PGMG
The Distillers/Pretty Girls Make Graves/Peaches gig was fucking ace. The Distillers were even more amazing than last time I saw um. And man my girlfriend is sooo cool she was right there in the mosh pit with me throughout the gig. The way it should be : ) We then went straight from the gig sweaty as anything straight to some shite townie club in Leicester Square to meet up with the rest of the Lansdowne crew. It was throughly biazzre and a muchly fun night.
I had to work valentine's night but me and Becks went out the night before. Unfortunately due to over eating at Chiqtos I ending up puking in the toilets of the Garage. Thus we ended up leaving the club early and sober. To make up for this though we had a muchly romantic walk through Islington park at 3am in the pouring rain. It was perfect and I'm so in love. I've really never felt so good in a realtionship before. I think I've finally learnt the difference between love and obsession.
Anyway (before I get mushy/too late) it looks like I wont be getting a hardship loan. It sucks just cause I'm middle class I get fuck all. It's not like my parents are that rich and can afford to fork out much of the money they earn. If I was poor I would get benefits if I was rich my parents could afford to pay me through uni. Basically everyone hates me cause I'm middleclass. Looks like the tarot cards where right about the poverty thing. Good job I listening to them and didn't quit my job just yet.
Anyway I best be off to bed I've got broadcast journalism tommorow which has to be my most suckiest of lectures. L8r
Tonight I want to make it real
Close my eyes feel it ride up my spine
Radiate out my limbs into air
Make it electric
I've got to know I'm still alive
Something Bigger, Something Brighter - PGMG