Muddled, early-morning Uni Post
Oh my word, I was so drunk tonight. The room wasn't quite spinning, but I was certainly rather off balance. Most of F Block went to the Student Union and drank and generally hung out. Neil was there, which I was a little very annoyed at, because he just invited himself and I hate it when people assume they can do that to me. (So in short, I was being a bitch subtly.) I had many Jack Daniels and Cokes and talked to people I didn't usually.
Since moving to University and being in the company of PEOPLE, I've noticed I'm a much more touchy person. Not in a grumpy way, or a pervy way - but little things, like if I can't hear someone talk I'll lean it and touch them on the waist almost subconsciously. A contrast to standing with my arms folded, worrying that people will ignore me. Just an observation!
Anyway, I spent the evening drinking to get rid of my bitchy, annoyed mood and to make me less guilty and shrugging off Neil. He's a lovely lovely guy who means well, but I can't deal with someone contantly in my.. my... space! Issues, I know, but whatever. I talked to Ste a bit too, who put his number in my phone. Ste is the one I had a North/South War going on with - Ste being in Manchester. I mock the Northerners with their accents and different sense of humour mercilessly, even though I am quite outnumbered here! I was talking to a guy later on back at the block about his volunteer work in the poor parts of America and Ste texted me 'is this guy the most boring guy eva or what?' Yeesh man!
Initially, Steven, Laura, Neil, Sophie and I went to this Drumb and Bass club, which was crap as you couldn't dance to the music and it was quite empty. But we bumped into Liam, who is in mine and Neil's History tutorial, which was quite cool. Later on, when we were in the normal bar, he was there again and I talked to him again. Apparently he doesn't drink because he is a muslim (since last year) and he's straight but wants to go to a gay bar. I managed, in my drunkeness, to call him gay and a Buddhist. Whoops! Will send embarassed text tomorrow.
When we left, Steven, Alex the Scouser and I were drunkenly singing "Can't take my eyes off you" on the way back to F Block. As I mentioned, Northerners (Mancs and Scousers) seem to have a different sense of humour in which they take what we say really seriously, so I was glad Alex wasn't offended when we mentioned we could hear his singing from his room next to Steven's and he should go to karaoke night. Da da da da da da da da da...
I walked past the holly bush and was too drunk to think about the sharpness of the holly. I have scratches across my right arm. OW!
What else? It's been a really interesting few days. Last night Steven, David, Rebecca and I went to a gay bar in Hanley! David and I seemed to be the only straight people but it was such fun. Gay bars are cool because you can dance like a moron and not care; you're not out to attract a guy! Panic at the Disco came on and I boogied in a comical way with a guy called Pete, and we all danced with Rob, who lives in Neil's block. Small world!
I left F Block at 4.15 after falling asleep on Jim's bed. His pillows were so comfy!! Bless Jim. he's lovely; he got his sleeping bag out and everything ready to let me have his bed, but I got up and went home. We were talking about relationships at one point, and because Jim is one of those small, thin, young looking guys who could pass for a fifteen year old, Jim said "People think I'm cute, but they wouldn't sleep with me." So I replied that I'd sleep with him if he leant me his Firefly Boxset. We were both joking but Jim dashed up to Paul's room and took the Firefly boxset back and gave it to me, so now I can finally see Firefly! YAY!
There was stuff about going to a Hypnotism Show, but it will kill everyone's Friends List, so I will type it up later. All I'm saying is that David was one of the ones who were hypnotised and he did DIRTY things!
Train-ing it back down south on Thursday (tomorrow). Nooo! I don't want to go home! However, I am going home to see Robin Ince and the Comedy Store Players. WOOHOO! Finally it's almost here - front row tickets to see Paul, Josie, Richard, Jim and Co!
Since moving to University and being in the company of PEOPLE, I've noticed I'm a much more touchy person. Not in a grumpy way, or a pervy way - but little things, like if I can't hear someone talk I'll lean it and touch them on the waist almost subconsciously. A contrast to standing with my arms folded, worrying that people will ignore me. Just an observation!
Anyway, I spent the evening drinking to get rid of my bitchy, annoyed mood and to make me less guilty and shrugging off Neil. He's a lovely lovely guy who means well, but I can't deal with someone contantly in my.. my... space! Issues, I know, but whatever. I talked to Ste a bit too, who put his number in my phone. Ste is the one I had a North/South War going on with - Ste being in Manchester. I mock the Northerners with their accents and different sense of humour mercilessly, even though I am quite outnumbered here! I was talking to a guy later on back at the block about his volunteer work in the poor parts of America and Ste texted me 'is this guy the most boring guy eva or what?' Yeesh man!
Initially, Steven, Laura, Neil, Sophie and I went to this Drumb and Bass club, which was crap as you couldn't dance to the music and it was quite empty. But we bumped into Liam, who is in mine and Neil's History tutorial, which was quite cool. Later on, when we were in the normal bar, he was there again and I talked to him again. Apparently he doesn't drink because he is a muslim (since last year) and he's straight but wants to go to a gay bar. I managed, in my drunkeness, to call him gay and a Buddhist. Whoops! Will send embarassed text tomorrow.
When we left, Steven, Alex the Scouser and I were drunkenly singing "Can't take my eyes off you" on the way back to F Block. As I mentioned, Northerners (Mancs and Scousers) seem to have a different sense of humour in which they take what we say really seriously, so I was glad Alex wasn't offended when we mentioned we could hear his singing from his room next to Steven's and he should go to karaoke night. Da da da da da da da da da...
I walked past the holly bush and was too drunk to think about the sharpness of the holly. I have scratches across my right arm. OW!
What else? It's been a really interesting few days. Last night Steven, David, Rebecca and I went to a gay bar in Hanley! David and I seemed to be the only straight people but it was such fun. Gay bars are cool because you can dance like a moron and not care; you're not out to attract a guy! Panic at the Disco came on and I boogied in a comical way with a guy called Pete, and we all danced with Rob, who lives in Neil's block. Small world!
I left F Block at 4.15 after falling asleep on Jim's bed. His pillows were so comfy!! Bless Jim. he's lovely; he got his sleeping bag out and everything ready to let me have his bed, but I got up and went home. We were talking about relationships at one point, and because Jim is one of those small, thin, young looking guys who could pass for a fifteen year old, Jim said "People think I'm cute, but they wouldn't sleep with me." So I replied that I'd sleep with him if he leant me his Firefly Boxset. We were both joking but Jim dashed up to Paul's room and took the Firefly boxset back and gave it to me, so now I can finally see Firefly! YAY!
There was stuff about going to a Hypnotism Show, but it will kill everyone's Friends List, so I will type it up later. All I'm saying is that David was one of the ones who were hypnotised and he did DIRTY things!
Train-ing it back down south on Thursday (tomorrow). Nooo! I don't want to go home! However, I am going home to see Robin Ince and the Comedy Store Players. WOOHOO! Finally it's almost here - front row tickets to see Paul, Josie, Richard, Jim and Co!