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I am officially old. It's fresher's week in Aberdeen - there are 17/18 year olds let loose for the first time running all over town. The week began on Saturday and lasts til the Sunday before the start of term (the 27th). So far I've had several nights round my mates houses, a few cheeky bottles of wine and some great times. Tonight I went out. There was a beach party in one of the smaller clubs in town - it was free to get into so we thought we'd check it out. It was a nightmare. It was so crowded I could hardly move. It was a foam party - they shoot washing up liquid bubbles through a machine over the crowd so you get saoked. I got my drink knocked over me about three times. Someone spilt beer on me. I was absolutely raging. You know those times where you will either hit someone or cry? So I went home just after 11pm.
I'm still so so angry right now. I hate busy places. I hate bloody students! Can't wait to graduate and get back to the real world. I kind of miss the ol' 9-5.
I'm still so so angry right now. I hate busy places. I hate bloody students! Can't wait to graduate and get back to the real world. I kind of miss the ol' 9-5.