Yet another near death experience...
I fell into a flaming barrel of tar tonight. The skin off my back has come off, I have a grazed knee, my hand is blistering and I've got singed bits of hair. I'm still in shock and keep randomly crying. It's very uncool.
Halloween was cool, went on a party crawl. Met some really awesome people, saw Stuart and Duncan after ages which was great because I haven't seen those boys in forever and they're the kinda' guys who are genuinely happy to see you, y'know? Stuart's going to cook me dinner one night, bless him!
Last night was Jason's mum's birthday, so we went round to his house (which is on a farm that looks like the place Signs was filmed - very creepy) for a BBQ/Bonfire/Fireworks display. It was really lovely, his family are the nicest people and hey, we always appreciate home-cooked food! Oh, AND they had a chocolate fountain, which, in my opinion is the most amazing invention in the world.
I have a bunch of drunken folk in my kitchen right now singing Robbie Williams at the top of their lungs. Sparky (Mark) keeps running into my room and trying to get me to dance with him. Normally I'd be totally up for it, but I'm so not in the mood right now - all I want is some painkillers and sleep. I wish the stupid kids would just leave.
I have to write an essay on whether it's ethical to eat animals tomorrow. Yay. x
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Okay, I guess I should explain a bit. I wasn't just walking along my merry way when I happened to fall into a tar barrel that happened to be set on fire. No, y'see, every Bonfire night we go to this place called Ottery St. Mary (http://www.tarbarrels.co.uk/) to watch these insane people participate in some crazy messed up traditions. It sounds stupid but there is something really awesome about it, and you generally just end up with lots of bruises from being shoved around and what looks like a sunburn on your face from having your face stuck in one of those flaming things. Anyway, this time, one of the guys came hurtling towards me and I really didn't expect it, he accidently dropped the barrel behind me, I got smacked against the wall in front of me and fell backwards into it. Eh, shit happens.
Halloween was cool, went on a party crawl. Met some really awesome people, saw Stuart and Duncan after ages which was great because I haven't seen those boys in forever and they're the kinda' guys who are genuinely happy to see you, y'know? Stuart's going to cook me dinner one night, bless him!
Last night was Jason's mum's birthday, so we went round to his house (which is on a farm that looks like the place Signs was filmed - very creepy) for a BBQ/Bonfire/Fireworks display. It was really lovely, his family are the nicest people and hey, we always appreciate home-cooked food! Oh, AND they had a chocolate fountain, which, in my opinion is the most amazing invention in the world.
I have a bunch of drunken folk in my kitchen right now singing Robbie Williams at the top of their lungs. Sparky (Mark) keeps running into my room and trying to get me to dance with him. Normally I'd be totally up for it, but I'm so not in the mood right now - all I want is some painkillers and sleep. I wish the stupid kids would just leave.
I have to write an essay on whether it's ethical to eat animals tomorrow. Yay. x
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Okay, I guess I should explain a bit. I wasn't just walking along my merry way when I happened to fall into a tar barrel that happened to be set on fire. No, y'see, every Bonfire night we go to this place called Ottery St. Mary (http://www.tarbarrels.co.uk/) to watch these insane people participate in some crazy messed up traditions. It sounds stupid but there is something really awesome about it, and you generally just end up with lots of bruises from being shoved around and what looks like a sunburn on your face from having your face stuck in one of those flaming things. Anyway, this time, one of the guys came hurtling towards me and I really didn't expect it, he accidently dropped the barrel behind me, I got smacked against the wall in front of me and fell backwards into it. Eh, shit happens.