Quick update because i'm getting a headache
1. Going to Dartmouth tomorrow. ACK 6 HOURS ON A TRAIN.
2. My breasts have just proven the whole world wrong. When i was losing weight everyone said "AAAAaaaah your boobs will shrink!" in a old-woman-gypsy-curse sort of way. To rebel againsy this 'fact' my breasts have gone from a 36DD to a 34E. So ha. We totally win that one.
3. I have no money so have resorted to selling the wii *sobs* but at least i've still got toms PS3 in a children-in-a-divorce sort of way.
4. Went to the Tate in Liverpool and ACTUALLY UNDERSTOOD THE MODERN ART PIECES. My God. One very annoying one was this pretty patterned one which was loads of butterfly wings against a purple background. I loved it until i found out a) The butterfly wings were real :( and b) It was by Damien Hurst. Grrr grr grr.
5. Caught up with friends from my old sixth form at school (before i fucked up my first year and went to college instead) and was severly dissapointed. They hadn't changed a bit.....and that was the problem, cos I have. They took me clubbing (Ick) and proceeded to try to force as much alcohol down my throat as possible. Several times i tried to get a non-alcoholic drink (cos i hate being too drunk i really do) and each time they either got one for me (and got me a shot instead) or told the barman i wanted it as a mixer. I even remember in desperation, telling my old best friend Aimee that i had vomited a little in my mouth and needed water but she just steered me away to the dance floor saying that water would make it worse but some random guys half pint of magners was okay (Why do guys give you the remainder of their drinks and then go off to replenish themselves with a full one? weirdo face-rapists...) to make things worse, Aimee got so pissed she started assuming that anything i did was a sign of me hitting on her cos i'm bi so obviously i want to have sex with ALL my female friends, i mean it's impossible not to just be friends with someone of the gender you like w/o wanted to shag them when they're drunk and unawares isn't it? She kept going on about how crappy she looked and i was being a supportive friend and telling her she looked gorgous and not to worry to which she starts going "Oh no no no i'm sorry to dissapoint you but i'm straight". Fair enough, i think, maybe she misunderstood so i exaplin that she's my friend and i don't see her like that at all but still she insists on saying how straight she is, how she doesn't fancy me and how thats that. This goes on for ten more minutes to the point where i just want to tell her i don't fancy her cos her tits are too big and she reminds me disturbingly of my mum so the idea of sleeping with her grosses me out. but i don't cos i'm too pissed. the creme of the creme was when i ended up outside on my own cos i thought we were leaving and they leave me out there, pissed out of my skull on a friday night, and alone at half one in the morning. I eventually (With help from Tom) call a taxi and go home. It makes me really appreciate my Reading friends a lot more cos frankly, the ones up here (With one exception) are a bit shite really. Unfortunally it doesn't help that it makes me miss Reading and my fellow Reading-ites even more :(
J
2. My breasts have just proven the whole world wrong. When i was losing weight everyone said "AAAAaaaah your boobs will shrink!" in a old-woman-gypsy-curse sort of way. To rebel againsy this 'fact' my breasts have gone from a 36DD to a 34E. So ha. We totally win that one.
3. I have no money so have resorted to selling the wii *sobs* but at least i've still got toms PS3 in a children-in-a-divorce sort of way.
4. Went to the Tate in Liverpool and ACTUALLY UNDERSTOOD THE MODERN ART PIECES. My God. One very annoying one was this pretty patterned one which was loads of butterfly wings against a purple background. I loved it until i found out a) The butterfly wings were real :( and b) It was by Damien Hurst. Grrr grr grr.
5. Caught up with friends from my old sixth form at school (before i fucked up my first year and went to college instead) and was severly dissapointed. They hadn't changed a bit.....and that was the problem, cos I have. They took me clubbing (Ick) and proceeded to try to force as much alcohol down my throat as possible. Several times i tried to get a non-alcoholic drink (cos i hate being too drunk i really do) and each time they either got one for me (and got me a shot instead) or told the barman i wanted it as a mixer. I even remember in desperation, telling my old best friend Aimee that i had vomited a little in my mouth and needed water but she just steered me away to the dance floor saying that water would make it worse but some random guys half pint of magners was okay (Why do guys give you the remainder of their drinks and then go off to replenish themselves with a full one? weirdo face-rapists...) to make things worse, Aimee got so pissed she started assuming that anything i did was a sign of me hitting on her cos i'm bi so obviously i want to have sex with ALL my female friends, i mean it's impossible not to just be friends with someone of the gender you like w/o wanted to shag them when they're drunk and unawares isn't it? She kept going on about how crappy she looked and i was being a supportive friend and telling her she looked gorgous and not to worry to which she starts going "Oh no no no i'm sorry to dissapoint you but i'm straight". Fair enough, i think, maybe she misunderstood so i exaplin that she's my friend and i don't see her like that at all but still she insists on saying how straight she is, how she doesn't fancy me and how thats that. This goes on for ten more minutes to the point where i just want to tell her i don't fancy her cos her tits are too big and she reminds me disturbingly of my mum so the idea of sleeping with her grosses me out. but i don't cos i'm too pissed. the creme of the creme was when i ended up outside on my own cos i thought we were leaving and they leave me out there, pissed out of my skull on a friday night, and alone at half one in the morning. I eventually (With help from Tom) call a taxi and go home. It makes me really appreciate my Reading friends a lot more cos frankly, the ones up here (With one exception) are a bit shite really. Unfortunally it doesn't help that it makes me miss Reading and my fellow Reading-ites even more :(
J