WALES the adventure Week 3.
AH!! Why is it I can never post these on time?!!!
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ANYWAY--- So I found out some of my class mates are actually reading this blog. I don’t think I’ve been that embarrassed in a long time. In a good way, embarrassed I mean. Luckily, I am able to block that out as I write since I made a promise to myself to write as truthful to myself as possible. So without further adue, I’d like to give a shout out to Stacy, Andrew, and Ralph because they said they would like to be mentioned in the blog. Thus I have mentioned you, further mentioning requires a fee of something extremely interesting. Stacy and Sara have a bit of a head start by dragging us to a castle or so far we have planned thus. If it falls through I might cry. But it really isn’t a contest. I would actually probably enjoy it more if we somehow managed to get the entire class to go, it would be fun to sit near the castle and enjoy it with everyone. Maybe even get up and practice our Shakespeare monologues, then laugh about it afterwords. The more is always the merrier. At one point, I’d also like to do a photo-shoot. Get some willing helpers and do up our makeup and hair, if you’re a guy wear your more fashionable outfit and do an actual photo shoot.That’s what I really want to do. At a castle or somewhere old, before I leave.
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People getting jealous over two sentences…haha. Ok well, onto the blog,
Which I get to start on MONDAY!!! Since I did myself a favor and went all the way till Sunday. The only problem I’m finding is I can’t seem to remember what happened. On which day, nothing interesting actually happened. So I’m going to rant a bit about classes. As it is Shakespeare, we spend most of our day doing monologues, snippets, and frequent bathroom runs. Well, two. That’s more than I used to take back home. Class is ok in the morning, but throughout the day it grows gradually colder in that place and so placing ones jackets upon the heaters is a good way to get yourself warm. This is the one thing about the UK that makes me sorely miss heating systems. Back home you flip a switch and walla, heat…here you have to cling to these metal bars on the wall that sometimes just don’t work. Anyway, the teacher is interesting and well learned in his subject, and it is always nice to hear his insight into the text. Of course he has a habit of going off on tangents, but I like tangents. Makes the teachers seem more real and homey. I hate the teachers that drone on for hours without actually doing something amusing.
The food is once again amazing. Onto Tuesday, there really wasn’t anything interesting about that either. So I’ll go on the food rant. They serve potatoes every meal! I love potatoes. I don’t get enough back home. I love all the different ways they cook them too. When I go home I’m going to be so sad to lose the amount of potatoes I have in my diet. BUT IM GAINING WEIGHT!! This is a good thing, for mind you I was losing weight back home like you wouldn’t believe and I didn’t think it was really that healthy. Aside from that I have found that I actually enjoy beans. I’ve been eating them a lot here since they are cheap and easy to find. However, here they serve home cooked comfort foods like lasagna, chicken, curry, roasted carrots, vegetable pasta, spaghetti, etc….the stuff that makes you think of a warm homey meal around a wholesome table with family. It is enough to remind me of home, but it also makes me thing how much I’ll miss this good food when I go home. I dread the day when I must return to the 3 minute top ramen packets with added basil for better taste. I might invest in curry packets more often if only I wasn’t too lazy to bake potatoes then cut them up. Another thing about the food here is that on Thursdays they have a carver night. Roast beef, pork, and VEGETABLE KIEV! Now I don’t mind roast beef but this WONDROUS invention of the Vegetable Kiev is the bright northern star of my week. In case you haven’t guessed yet, I love food and trying new food. This breaded vegetable heaven just melts in your mouth and ugh- now I’m hungry. End of story, food here is great. Curse you American ramen.
Anywhooo~, the next day we each had individual meeting times with the tutor. Mine was at 2:15…and I was there on time. Most of the day I spent sleeping, cleaning, and if not that- on my computer doing random things from catching up with role-play to editing my cosplay list and coloring photos with my tablet on Photoshop elements. I am getting closer to mastering this program, though a class on how to be epic with photo shop would be nice. My artistic ego has been taking a beating for faaar to long with this. This is one thing I find that I have a very adamant jealous side over. If only it would leave me in peace so I didn’t try so hard to best people…and fail. Luckily it is the same jealous stubbornness that keeps me motivated to ignore my failures and keep going.
photos I colored of Jack from new chapter!! So much love <333
I have been drawing since I could hold a pencil properly. I’ve always had images in my head, and I’ve always had stories that I play out, re-write and piece together slowly using these images. They are sort of like short clips from movies, usually animated. But there is always a certain emotion to these images that pop into my head, they are kind of like a historical artifact, mysterious and ridden with a hidden story. Yet in this instance, my excitement is not placed in finding out what that history was but instead I get to create it. Slowly, piece by piece I create long elaborate story lines and characters. Most of them I end up doodling down and forgetting, but some I like so much that I keep or find a way to place them in one of my already created stories. NOW IF I COULD ONLY MAINTAIN THE PATIENCE TO SIT DOWN AND WRITE THEM OUT. I of course will always have some animated panels in them, but I’m too lazy to draw the entire thing out, and I get frustrated at the drawings quickly. Again, I have high expectations for my own artistic capabilities and my ego takes a huge beating when I cannot comply. Ah- such a masochist I am…in my own way.
However being here, in Wales I mean, has given my creative perseverance a new boost. At first my brain was numb for a couple days, but now I keep coming up with things so fast I have a hard time getting it all jotted down somewhere. I have actually sat down and started to type out several pieces and I am excited to have this wind of creativity. It’s great to be creating again and being able to actually write it out and not be the only one to live it in my head. However, it does not dampen my wish for a computer that would type out the story for me as I just told it aloud. That way my hands would have a break and I wouldn’t be so lazy about it. This new surge of inspiration in me must be coming from the landscape…or perhaps the air….either way, the fact that the new Code Geass series coming out stole my character design almost to a T did not hinder me too long as I have no come up with several revamped characters designs as well as a couple new characters in the process….but enough of this.
Wednesday is always an open night at the union. I was so looking forward to going to another birthday this evening however (although the world really has no need to know this) my period started and like all life annoyances, cramps quickly took up their rightful place as the bane of my existence. I could hardly stand up, my legs and stomach where killing me. Honestly it felt like someone was just smashing my insides and then scrapping them with a sharp object. Needless to say I was in no condition to go outside. However, I was also not exactly mentally well. I was feeling particularly home sick and even though I felt awful physically, I was just not in the mood to go out either. It’s that kind of feeling you get when all you really want to do is lay in bed all day and dream or think about a place far far away. I fell asleep super early that night and found that I kept thinking about how I hoped no one noticed I had spent the night inside. Of course,
Come Thursday morning, everyone did. I had a legitimate excuse, but I really did feel bad for saying I would go out and then last minute calling it quits. It really was rather rude of me. Well, anyway, off to Shakespeare and the sun had decided it was going to grace us with its presence- a clear blue morning. It reminded me of home. Class was pretty uneventful except that we got our scripts for Macbeth and began to go through them. I officially play Banquo, old man, and third apparition. Let’s see how my cosplaying as a male comes into handy for this. Hopefully it helps more than it has so far. Think Aoshi, think Aoshi!!! As for my monologue I am playing the French Princess from ‘Loves Labors Lost’. Fun stuff, fun play.
I keep forgetting to mention. But on my way to class every day there is a huge ditch in the ground that looks like a mini t-rex stepped there. Jeffery tells me I’m crazy, Alberie and I say shun that non-believer.
I must back track a bit and say that I have recently finished the anime Durarara! Another rant there, well not really. Once again this creator remains my favorite in the way they write. Both Baccano and Durarara have such original plots and stories, I simply love them. Of course, I only love Shinra more…and celty. The ending made me happy…but I hear the manga is still going. Might need to check it out. I have a list of other animes to start too so…I think the next one is seiken no blacksmith. I haven’t heard anything about it, but it looks interesting. The list keeps growing too with all these new anime coming out.
Pandora Hearts Chapter came out this week. …..FINALLY MY JACK WITHDRAWALS HAVE BEEN QUENCHED!! Perhaps my new favorite character ever, he has been missing from the manga for over a freaking year! A YEAR!! Finally, FUCKING FINALLY!!!! Let me fan girl here! Not only was I right to say he would come back this chapter- but I almost had a heart attack. I just don’t know where this manga is going. For those of you who don’t read manga often, it had the same mind blowing effect as watching inception for the first time, expect imagine having your favorite actor in the whole world appear in it to just give it that extra wave of excitement. I really get into my stories, and this is one I am just waaaay too into. Every time a chapter comes out it is the equivalent of a new harry potter book or movie coming out. My mind freezes and I put everything im doing down and rush to download/ read the chapter--- and if jack is in it, which he finally is--- I go to make icons right after! Yay tablet!!!!!
SPOILERS- but I plan to discuss it. Oz is using alices powers, which although they are contracted I think is a bit weird. I think that is because Jack was once able to use them- although something tells me he was just an ordinary person thrown into this mess with too kind of a heart. Which is why I love him. He left Oz last time, about a year and a half ago, with a premonition- saying he would come back and tell him everything eventually. Since he was dead at the beginning of the series and lives inside Oz, it is REALLY hard to tell when he will come back. Well, finally (after Isla tries to re-create the same massacre that killed both Jack, and forced him to kill his best friend- plus screwed up a lot of people; the Tragedy of Sablier) he comes back when Isla goes to destroy jacks sealing stone that holds part of his soul- and glens. SOOO SAD. Although I am almost positive that Elliot has a part of glens soul as does Oz since it was fused with Jacks…but gahhh!!! So many plot twists!!! They keep twisting this knife in deeper and the thing is, you just don’t know what’s going to happen next. And Elliot- OH MY GOD…Elliot….I cried. No, just…no.
AHEM* ok I’m done with my fangirl ranting that makes absolutely no sense. In conclusion it was “OH MY GAWD!”
Friday--------- We went out to the union. It was actually really fun. It was 80’s night and the union wasn’t crowded at all, so it made for an easy night of drinks, dancing, and fun with new friends. At first we went upstairs to the bar and had a couple drinks there. I am going to be a complete immature girl right now and say that the bartender has caught my eye. Something about him- siiiiiigh*. Anyway, while I kept buying things from him all night and being the terrible flirt I am (he’s probably scared to death of me right now. Sob and sulk*- there is a reason I live and love vicariously through others), we watched the music videos on the screen. Most of them where really trippy and I am now reaching the conclusion that if you plan to copy gaga or beat her…at least try it in some way that doesn’t give the world a color migraine. Also an entire music video of these asian girls forcing two men to do horrible things….just unnecessary. If there is some deep meaning in that, someone please tell me. Later we were forced to go downstairs and hang out, but that didn’t bother us since the bar boy moved down there as well! Again, I am positive I scared him to death. Anyway, we hung out until the union closed and then headed back home. We had a long weekend ahead of us.
Saturday was a day for me to recover. I spent most of it asleep and then the other most of it on my computer ignoring the mess in my room. I finally got around to cleaning a little of it, but it was quickly messy again as I got ready to head out to an ANNE SUMMERS party. Sorry no Boys aloud. I am going to be honest and say I had no clue what kind of party this was…none at all. So I went dressing semi casual semi dressy and found that it was well…to be blunt…a lingerie party. It’s hard to describe, but they where advertising and I actually found a couple bras and corsets adorable, but I prefer fairy gothmother for corsets in particular design. It took a lot of my courage to not buy anything, though to be quite honest the sex toys where..well….easily avoided. I must have had a beat red face, because going there I felt so innocent. And I thought I was ok on that front…obviously I’m a few years behind…well, no that’s obvious but I’m going to stop before this turns into a rant about something people don’t really need to be reading and has nothing to do with Wales. In short, im innocent.
After the party, which ended at about 9pm, a lot of people left or went to other parties. A small group of us decided we were bored and in more of a mood to hang out longer. So after about an hour of planning we got a small group that was willing to go out into town and have fun. We reprised out visit to the Spread Eagle, but as I got carded, the guy at the door told me they didn’t accept American ID. I almost immediately gave him a face, and luckily we had Amy and Alberie there. Amy gave him the firm British girl look- as I now call it. Honestly, I’m a sucker at these type of things. We got in. I had already downed a bit of Amy’s white wine, and was fine until I bought a crap ton of drinks for myself. Most the night we spent chit chatting and dancing, me getting quite a few drinks. I got drunk………something I don’t usually go near because of well, past events. But this time it was fine. I was happy and having fun, and actually- very very very very calm. Still, I am not planning on getting drunk again anytime soon. But we had fun. Half way through the night we went to a small Italian place and bought food. I got this …well I can’t remember what it was called but I was like a beef taco. It tasted good and kept me from getting too out of sorts.
------>Pictures from earlier in the week:
We were a bit loud in the street though. I want to make it a point to go into town more, I absolutely love going. It is a bunch of fun and I really want to go more often hehe. I want to say that, it makes me feel a little older in a good way. I feel more sophisticated when I go into town. It’s fun to go to the bar, walk the cobble stone street. It’s like living my odd fantasy of going around London with a bottle of wine. Ah- there is a thought. A night time photo shoot in town, dressed up for a club, awesome make up! That would be soooo much fun here. Now to find willing subjects to be my models- fufufuuffuu.
Anyway, went back and brought myself back down before going to bed. Ended up staying up all night with Caroline talking anime, London planning for spring break, etc. We talked about a lot of things and I have a blast. Really now, we left Simon and Alberie to talk to each other for like an hour- you think they would have done something interesting. Ahh, and I get on other peoples case for pure pressure. But really he is a nice guy and she likes him….I think he likes her still. I mean they did kiss. Ah, geez, well- it’s a hope. I’ll keep trying. Meanwhile, leaving my own fantasy abroad love life to my hopeless endeavors for a probably taken bar boy. Siiiigh* I really need to find someone else to chase hopelessly.
Sunday- woke up, had a hang over, felt oddly productive, cleaned room, did homework-….spent the day in my room and enjoyed it thoroughly. Hahah
Oh forgot to mention that it was super foggy this week. Like something out of silent hill or stephen king. It was creepy but cool at the same time. I kept thinking of horror scenarios!!! Oh my imagination was on overdrive...
I guess this concludes this weeks blog. Nothing to interesting…Hope you enjoyed. Next one should be ON TIME and ON SUNDAY. Hehehe hopefully.
<3 Stef.
--Playlist:
- Josh Groban- Awake ****
- Josh Groban- home to stay
- Breaking Benjamin- here we are
- Josh Groban- when you say you love me
- Josh G-….yah just the entire fucking cd already.
ANYWAY--- So I found out some of my class mates are actually reading this blog. I don’t think I’ve been that embarrassed in a long time. In a good way, embarrassed I mean. Luckily, I am able to block that out as I write since I made a promise to myself to write as truthful to myself as possible. So without further adue, I’d like to give a shout out to Stacy, Andrew, and Ralph because they said they would like to be mentioned in the blog. Thus I have mentioned you, further mentioning requires a fee of something extremely interesting. Stacy and Sara have a bit of a head start by dragging us to a castle or so far we have planned thus. If it falls through I might cry. But it really isn’t a contest. I would actually probably enjoy it more if we somehow managed to get the entire class to go, it would be fun to sit near the castle and enjoy it with everyone. Maybe even get up and practice our Shakespeare monologues, then laugh about it afterwords. The more is always the merrier. At one point, I’d also like to do a photo-shoot. Get some willing helpers and do up our makeup and hair, if you’re a guy wear your more fashionable outfit and do an actual photo shoot.That’s what I really want to do. At a castle or somewhere old, before I leave.
reaction icon time......step 1.
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People getting jealous over two sentences…haha. Ok well, onto the blog,
Which I get to start on MONDAY!!! Since I did myself a favor and went all the way till Sunday. The only problem I’m finding is I can’t seem to remember what happened. On which day, nothing interesting actually happened. So I’m going to rant a bit about classes. As it is Shakespeare, we spend most of our day doing monologues, snippets, and frequent bathroom runs. Well, two. That’s more than I used to take back home. Class is ok in the morning, but throughout the day it grows gradually colder in that place and so placing ones jackets upon the heaters is a good way to get yourself warm. This is the one thing about the UK that makes me sorely miss heating systems. Back home you flip a switch and walla, heat…here you have to cling to these metal bars on the wall that sometimes just don’t work. Anyway, the teacher is interesting and well learned in his subject, and it is always nice to hear his insight into the text. Of course he has a habit of going off on tangents, but I like tangents. Makes the teachers seem more real and homey. I hate the teachers that drone on for hours without actually doing something amusing.
The food is once again amazing. Onto Tuesday, there really wasn’t anything interesting about that either. So I’ll go on the food rant. They serve potatoes every meal! I love potatoes. I don’t get enough back home. I love all the different ways they cook them too. When I go home I’m going to be so sad to lose the amount of potatoes I have in my diet. BUT IM GAINING WEIGHT!! This is a good thing, for mind you I was losing weight back home like you wouldn’t believe and I didn’t think it was really that healthy. Aside from that I have found that I actually enjoy beans. I’ve been eating them a lot here since they are cheap and easy to find. However, here they serve home cooked comfort foods like lasagna, chicken, curry, roasted carrots, vegetable pasta, spaghetti, etc….the stuff that makes you think of a warm homey meal around a wholesome table with family. It is enough to remind me of home, but it also makes me thing how much I’ll miss this good food when I go home. I dread the day when I must return to the 3 minute top ramen packets with added basil for better taste. I might invest in curry packets more often if only I wasn’t too lazy to bake potatoes then cut them up. Another thing about the food here is that on Thursdays they have a carver night. Roast beef, pork, and VEGETABLE KIEV! Now I don’t mind roast beef but this WONDROUS invention of the Vegetable Kiev is the bright northern star of my week. In case you haven’t guessed yet, I love food and trying new food. This breaded vegetable heaven just melts in your mouth and ugh- now I’m hungry. End of story, food here is great. Curse you American ramen.
Anywhooo~, the next day we each had individual meeting times with the tutor. Mine was at 2:15…and I was there on time. Most of the day I spent sleeping, cleaning, and if not that- on my computer doing random things from catching up with role-play to editing my cosplay list and coloring photos with my tablet on Photoshop elements. I am getting closer to mastering this program, though a class on how to be epic with photo shop would be nice. My artistic ego has been taking a beating for faaar to long with this. This is one thing I find that I have a very adamant jealous side over. If only it would leave me in peace so I didn’t try so hard to best people…and fail. Luckily it is the same jealous stubbornness that keeps me motivated to ignore my failures and keep going.
photos I colored of Jack from new chapter!! So much love <333
I have been drawing since I could hold a pencil properly. I’ve always had images in my head, and I’ve always had stories that I play out, re-write and piece together slowly using these images. They are sort of like short clips from movies, usually animated. But there is always a certain emotion to these images that pop into my head, they are kind of like a historical artifact, mysterious and ridden with a hidden story. Yet in this instance, my excitement is not placed in finding out what that history was but instead I get to create it. Slowly, piece by piece I create long elaborate story lines and characters. Most of them I end up doodling down and forgetting, but some I like so much that I keep or find a way to place them in one of my already created stories. NOW IF I COULD ONLY MAINTAIN THE PATIENCE TO SIT DOWN AND WRITE THEM OUT. I of course will always have some animated panels in them, but I’m too lazy to draw the entire thing out, and I get frustrated at the drawings quickly. Again, I have high expectations for my own artistic capabilities and my ego takes a huge beating when I cannot comply. Ah- such a masochist I am…in my own way.
However being here, in Wales I mean, has given my creative perseverance a new boost. At first my brain was numb for a couple days, but now I keep coming up with things so fast I have a hard time getting it all jotted down somewhere. I have actually sat down and started to type out several pieces and I am excited to have this wind of creativity. It’s great to be creating again and being able to actually write it out and not be the only one to live it in my head. However, it does not dampen my wish for a computer that would type out the story for me as I just told it aloud. That way my hands would have a break and I wouldn’t be so lazy about it. This new surge of inspiration in me must be coming from the landscape…or perhaps the air….either way, the fact that the new Code Geass series coming out stole my character design almost to a T did not hinder me too long as I have no come up with several revamped characters designs as well as a couple new characters in the process….but enough of this.
Wednesday is always an open night at the union. I was so looking forward to going to another birthday this evening however (although the world really has no need to know this) my period started and like all life annoyances, cramps quickly took up their rightful place as the bane of my existence. I could hardly stand up, my legs and stomach where killing me. Honestly it felt like someone was just smashing my insides and then scrapping them with a sharp object. Needless to say I was in no condition to go outside. However, I was also not exactly mentally well. I was feeling particularly home sick and even though I felt awful physically, I was just not in the mood to go out either. It’s that kind of feeling you get when all you really want to do is lay in bed all day and dream or think about a place far far away. I fell asleep super early that night and found that I kept thinking about how I hoped no one noticed I had spent the night inside. Of course,
Come Thursday morning, everyone did. I had a legitimate excuse, but I really did feel bad for saying I would go out and then last minute calling it quits. It really was rather rude of me. Well, anyway, off to Shakespeare and the sun had decided it was going to grace us with its presence- a clear blue morning. It reminded me of home. Class was pretty uneventful except that we got our scripts for Macbeth and began to go through them. I officially play Banquo, old man, and third apparition. Let’s see how my cosplaying as a male comes into handy for this. Hopefully it helps more than it has so far. Think Aoshi, think Aoshi!!! As for my monologue I am playing the French Princess from ‘Loves Labors Lost’. Fun stuff, fun play.
I keep forgetting to mention. But on my way to class every day there is a huge ditch in the ground that looks like a mini t-rex stepped there. Jeffery tells me I’m crazy, Alberie and I say shun that non-believer.
I must back track a bit and say that I have recently finished the anime Durarara! Another rant there, well not really. Once again this creator remains my favorite in the way they write. Both Baccano and Durarara have such original plots and stories, I simply love them. Of course, I only love Shinra more…and celty. The ending made me happy…but I hear the manga is still going. Might need to check it out. I have a list of other animes to start too so…I think the next one is seiken no blacksmith. I haven’t heard anything about it, but it looks interesting. The list keeps growing too with all these new anime coming out.
Pandora Hearts Chapter came out this week. …..FINALLY MY JACK WITHDRAWALS HAVE BEEN QUENCHED!! Perhaps my new favorite character ever, he has been missing from the manga for over a freaking year! A YEAR!! Finally, FUCKING FINALLY!!!! Let me fan girl here! Not only was I right to say he would come back this chapter- but I almost had a heart attack. I just don’t know where this manga is going. For those of you who don’t read manga often, it had the same mind blowing effect as watching inception for the first time, expect imagine having your favorite actor in the whole world appear in it to just give it that extra wave of excitement. I really get into my stories, and this is one I am just waaaay too into. Every time a chapter comes out it is the equivalent of a new harry potter book or movie coming out. My mind freezes and I put everything im doing down and rush to download/ read the chapter--- and if jack is in it, which he finally is--- I go to make icons right after! Yay tablet!!!!!
SPOILERS- but I plan to discuss it. Oz is using alices powers, which although they are contracted I think is a bit weird. I think that is because Jack was once able to use them- although something tells me he was just an ordinary person thrown into this mess with too kind of a heart. Which is why I love him. He left Oz last time, about a year and a half ago, with a premonition- saying he would come back and tell him everything eventually. Since he was dead at the beginning of the series and lives inside Oz, it is REALLY hard to tell when he will come back. Well, finally (after Isla tries to re-create the same massacre that killed both Jack, and forced him to kill his best friend- plus screwed up a lot of people; the Tragedy of Sablier) he comes back when Isla goes to destroy jacks sealing stone that holds part of his soul- and glens. SOOO SAD. Although I am almost positive that Elliot has a part of glens soul as does Oz since it was fused with Jacks…but gahhh!!! So many plot twists!!! They keep twisting this knife in deeper and the thing is, you just don’t know what’s going to happen next. And Elliot- OH MY GOD…Elliot….I cried. No, just…no.
AHEM* ok I’m done with my fangirl ranting that makes absolutely no sense. In conclusion it was “OH MY GAWD!”
Friday--------- We went out to the union. It was actually really fun. It was 80’s night and the union wasn’t crowded at all, so it made for an easy night of drinks, dancing, and fun with new friends. At first we went upstairs to the bar and had a couple drinks there. I am going to be a complete immature girl right now and say that the bartender has caught my eye. Something about him- siiiiiigh*. Anyway, while I kept buying things from him all night and being the terrible flirt I am (he’s probably scared to death of me right now. Sob and sulk*- there is a reason I live and love vicariously through others), we watched the music videos on the screen. Most of them where really trippy and I am now reaching the conclusion that if you plan to copy gaga or beat her…at least try it in some way that doesn’t give the world a color migraine. Also an entire music video of these asian girls forcing two men to do horrible things….just unnecessary. If there is some deep meaning in that, someone please tell me. Later we were forced to go downstairs and hang out, but that didn’t bother us since the bar boy moved down there as well! Again, I am positive I scared him to death. Anyway, we hung out until the union closed and then headed back home. We had a long weekend ahead of us.
Saturday was a day for me to recover. I spent most of it asleep and then the other most of it on my computer ignoring the mess in my room. I finally got around to cleaning a little of it, but it was quickly messy again as I got ready to head out to an ANNE SUMMERS party. Sorry no Boys aloud. I am going to be honest and say I had no clue what kind of party this was…none at all. So I went dressing semi casual semi dressy and found that it was well…to be blunt…a lingerie party. It’s hard to describe, but they where advertising and I actually found a couple bras and corsets adorable, but I prefer fairy gothmother for corsets in particular design. It took a lot of my courage to not buy anything, though to be quite honest the sex toys where..well….easily avoided. I must have had a beat red face, because going there I felt so innocent. And I thought I was ok on that front…obviously I’m a few years behind…well, no that’s obvious but I’m going to stop before this turns into a rant about something people don’t really need to be reading and has nothing to do with Wales. In short, im innocent.
After the party, which ended at about 9pm, a lot of people left or went to other parties. A small group of us decided we were bored and in more of a mood to hang out longer. So after about an hour of planning we got a small group that was willing to go out into town and have fun. We reprised out visit to the Spread Eagle, but as I got carded, the guy at the door told me they didn’t accept American ID. I almost immediately gave him a face, and luckily we had Amy and Alberie there. Amy gave him the firm British girl look- as I now call it. Honestly, I’m a sucker at these type of things. We got in. I had already downed a bit of Amy’s white wine, and was fine until I bought a crap ton of drinks for myself. Most the night we spent chit chatting and dancing, me getting quite a few drinks. I got drunk………something I don’t usually go near because of well, past events. But this time it was fine. I was happy and having fun, and actually- very very very very calm. Still, I am not planning on getting drunk again anytime soon. But we had fun. Half way through the night we went to a small Italian place and bought food. I got this …well I can’t remember what it was called but I was like a beef taco. It tasted good and kept me from getting too out of sorts.
------>Pictures from earlier in the week:
We were a bit loud in the street though. I want to make it a point to go into town more, I absolutely love going. It is a bunch of fun and I really want to go more often hehe. I want to say that, it makes me feel a little older in a good way. I feel more sophisticated when I go into town. It’s fun to go to the bar, walk the cobble stone street. It’s like living my odd fantasy of going around London with a bottle of wine. Ah- there is a thought. A night time photo shoot in town, dressed up for a club, awesome make up! That would be soooo much fun here. Now to find willing subjects to be my models- fufufuuffuu.
Anyway, went back and brought myself back down before going to bed. Ended up staying up all night with Caroline talking anime, London planning for spring break, etc. We talked about a lot of things and I have a blast. Really now, we left Simon and Alberie to talk to each other for like an hour- you think they would have done something interesting. Ahh, and I get on other peoples case for pure pressure. But really he is a nice guy and she likes him….I think he likes her still. I mean they did kiss. Ah, geez, well- it’s a hope. I’ll keep trying. Meanwhile, leaving my own fantasy abroad love life to my hopeless endeavors for a probably taken bar boy. Siiiigh* I really need to find someone else to chase hopelessly.
Sunday- woke up, had a hang over, felt oddly productive, cleaned room, did homework-….spent the day in my room and enjoyed it thoroughly. Hahah
Oh forgot to mention that it was super foggy this week. Like something out of silent hill or stephen king. It was creepy but cool at the same time. I kept thinking of horror scenarios!!! Oh my imagination was on overdrive...
I guess this concludes this weeks blog. Nothing to interesting…Hope you enjoyed. Next one should be ON TIME and ON SUNDAY. Hehehe hopefully.
<3 Stef.