Crazy crazy boys and too many hugs
Well after the last couple of weeks about worrying about stuff and being so stressed out, upset about a variety of bollocks etc and having my first official mini panic attack, I really need a fucking good night out, to relax with friends etc....And oh YES did I get that. I dont think I have laughed so much in a long time. It hurt! And I feel a whole lot better after it.
SO...Friday Lora text me saying she wasnt coming back but i kinda guessed she would be way tired. Anyway, Reid wasnt that up for going out so I was like...grrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRR nooo. But then. Randomly. Two of his 'crew' from Devon, James and Bates (LORENZO Bates hahaha) said they were on the way up to Bristol planning on getting wasted. And then Ahmed's cousin from Dubai rang him to say he was coming up from London.
Suddenly I knew this was going to be THE funniest night.
We leave the house about 10pm: James, Reid, Bates, Will, me. Ahmed and his cousin Tariq are being gay and want to get a taxi later. James jumps on the roof of his car. Hmm. We walk to Andys house. We all go sit and watch Spike Jonze video about teenage Texan rodeo boys or something. Andys housemate Dave is drunkstoned, his girlfriend Leah ignores us. Rob is a twat as usual. They're going to some drum n bass night at the Station and we all think about going there.
We leave pretty quickly wiuth Andy and head to the King William BASTARD pub. 6% a pint lager is EVIL. Ahmed and Tariq arrive at last orders so we have to wait for them. Meanwhile EVERYONE (me) is arguing about where NOT to go....Reid etc dont want to go to the drum n bass night as its £10 to get in. They want to go to the Academy instead. I dont...but Im outnumbered. Ahmed is taking forever to finish his pint, so I say to hurry up, and he says "well help me drink it then!". So I 'help' him by downing the entire half pint with all the boys cheering me on.
People in the pub are NOT amused. I feel sick.
On the way to Academy some random black guy sings to me about how Im beautiful. Hmm. There is a scary fight between a black security guy and some white townie boy. I jump on Wills back. We get to the Academy and the line is SO fucking long. I chat to Bates for ages about London and random bollocks. James tells Bates to hide his 'piece' somewhere as there are metal detectors and security people checking everyone in the entrance. Hehe. Security guy does NOT look amused. We head to the lower dancefloor area and some stupid DJ is jumping about like a monkey and playing shit. Thats supposedly the crap indie/hip hop/random room. Upstairs is the crap punk/metal/shit room. Ahmed buys me vodka and coke. Only £1. hmmm. I go to the dancefloor to see James dancing, and two random geeky guys say how cool his style is and one of them steals his hat.
James does NOT want to be their friend.
The rest of the night involves more of the same dancing to crap rock tunes etc and drinking £1 a pint Carling and vodka cokes. I fall down the fucking wet stairs in the ladies toilets and nearly break my fucking back. But its ok. Tariq is actaully a doctor and I tell him we may need him later on. I then see Donovan, who me and Lora met last week at the Level and he's with his punk/hardcore friends, one of whom is HOT. Donovan hugs me. Hmm. His friend who tried and failed to hit on me last week is there and accuses me of trashing his house. Or something. Not me dude. Anyway, saw Matt, this drummer guy from LA who's living in Bristol with his band...he's going home soon so he gave me his number so we could hang out in LA next month which is kool for kats. haha. aww.
Anyway, i kept getting drinks bought for me by Ahmed, Will and Andy. They know how to look after the only lady. Andy keeps informing me how much he hates Will. I then have to pretend to be Reids girlfriend for 5minutes while Ahmed tries to set him up with a really uglyish girl.
I miss Lora.
SO...Friday Lora text me saying she wasnt coming back but i kinda guessed she would be way tired. Anyway, Reid wasnt that up for going out so I was like...grrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRR nooo. But then. Randomly. Two of his 'crew' from Devon, James and Bates (LORENZO Bates hahaha) said they were on the way up to Bristol planning on getting wasted. And then Ahmed's cousin from Dubai rang him to say he was coming up from London.
Suddenly I knew this was going to be THE funniest night.
We leave the house about 10pm: James, Reid, Bates, Will, me. Ahmed and his cousin Tariq are being gay and want to get a taxi later. James jumps on the roof of his car. Hmm. We walk to Andys house. We all go sit and watch Spike Jonze video about teenage Texan rodeo boys or something. Andys housemate Dave is drunkstoned, his girlfriend Leah ignores us. Rob is a twat as usual. They're going to some drum n bass night at the Station and we all think about going there.
We leave pretty quickly wiuth Andy and head to the King William BASTARD pub. 6% a pint lager is EVIL. Ahmed and Tariq arrive at last orders so we have to wait for them. Meanwhile EVERYONE (me) is arguing about where NOT to go....Reid etc dont want to go to the drum n bass night as its £10 to get in. They want to go to the Academy instead. I dont...but Im outnumbered. Ahmed is taking forever to finish his pint, so I say to hurry up, and he says "well help me drink it then!". So I 'help' him by downing the entire half pint with all the boys cheering me on.
People in the pub are NOT amused. I feel sick.
On the way to Academy some random black guy sings to me about how Im beautiful. Hmm. There is a scary fight between a black security guy and some white townie boy. I jump on Wills back. We get to the Academy and the line is SO fucking long. I chat to Bates for ages about London and random bollocks. James tells Bates to hide his 'piece' somewhere as there are metal detectors and security people checking everyone in the entrance. Hehe. Security guy does NOT look amused. We head to the lower dancefloor area and some stupid DJ is jumping about like a monkey and playing shit. Thats supposedly the crap indie/hip hop/random room. Upstairs is the crap punk/metal/shit room. Ahmed buys me vodka and coke. Only £1. hmmm. I go to the dancefloor to see James dancing, and two random geeky guys say how cool his style is and one of them steals his hat.
James does NOT want to be their friend.
The rest of the night involves more of the same dancing to crap rock tunes etc and drinking £1 a pint Carling and vodka cokes. I fall down the fucking wet stairs in the ladies toilets and nearly break my fucking back. But its ok. Tariq is actaully a doctor and I tell him we may need him later on. I then see Donovan, who me and Lora met last week at the Level and he's with his punk/hardcore friends, one of whom is HOT. Donovan hugs me. Hmm. His friend who tried and failed to hit on me last week is there and accuses me of trashing his house. Or something. Not me dude. Anyway, saw Matt, this drummer guy from LA who's living in Bristol with his band...he's going home soon so he gave me his number so we could hang out in LA next month which is kool for kats. haha. aww.
Anyway, i kept getting drinks bought for me by Ahmed, Will and Andy. They know how to look after the only lady. Andy keeps informing me how much he hates Will. I then have to pretend to be Reids girlfriend for 5minutes while Ahmed tries to set him up with a really uglyish girl.
I miss Lora.