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It's not my birthday anymore :(
BUT i did have the best birthday EVER. Oh yes.
I woke up and we had a champagne breakfast of crumpets and the champagne.
Izzi and Anna made me the best birthday card. It's vinyl with all photos and clippings and things all over the sleeve. And apparently it's an awesome track but they covered up the details so I have to wait to play it to find out. How brill is that?
Anna gave me my top and knickers and heffalump pez dispenser. Woooot. And Izzis getting me my nose pierced. Siked. Natalia and Bethia gave me loads of birthday badges, like HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALAN (a personal favourite). I wore them to our lectures.
Went into town for more sunbeddage. Camilla rang me, the sweetheart, and sang happy birthday whilst she was sitting in the office. Hahaha. WE ARE GOING ON HOLIDAY.
Oh yes. 10 days in the sun. Alicante. Me. Sam. Camilla (possibly Hannah and Gemma). Fucking siked. Never been on holiday on my own before. Look at me. All. Growed. Up.
Came back to halls and saw my Auntie. She bought me flowers a luch bath bomb and posh chocomalates. Blessss. And I get to ask for ANYTHING I want as my birthday gift. My Grandad also sent me a cheque...but that will be going towards the HOLIDAY.
Went back up to my room and everyone marched in with a caterpillar birthday cake and a cabbage with candles in as 'an alternative birthday cake'. Amazing.
The girls bought me lots and lots of presents. There were soooo many. A unicorn hobby horse! :o
Kinda like that. And it plays magical music. And sweeties and a spongebob goodie bag, and some purdy beady things that I've hung by my window. And a 'novelty' toothbrush. And a pink plant. And a naughty thing. And all sorts of wierd and wonderful presents.
The card they made me too was boooootiful. All pictures of becky things on <3
Then we gotted ready with our roadtrip mixes on. I wore my new jeans and birthday top and sexy new courtshoes. And we got a taxi to the morrocan restaurant.
It was like an Aladdin's cave. Wowwww. We all sat on the floor and had meze and wonderful food. There were fabrics and cushions and beautiful shisha pipes and laterns and pots and tagines everywhere. It was dead cosy and everyone loved the food. They gave us cheapo wine too. AND i had a birthday sorbet with a HUGE sparkler in. Industrial strength sparkler.
Sparklers are officially the best thing in the world. They're so mezmorizing and noisy and attention seeking. Love them.
Then we went to the club and met loads of awesome friends there. Viking john bought me a drink. So did Sarah. And we danced beaucoup and had awesome times. THEN they started the foam :o Now, the original plan was to stay away from it. But obviously, in the drunkeness and looking at everyone having such a great time...we sorta found ourselves covered in it. Amazing things about foam-
- It's like being a child. Actually like being a child
- You frolic. Definite frolicking was had.
- Everyones bodies go all slippery and soft. It's amazing
- You get covered. Head to toe.
- Everyone is loving it and laughing sooo much.
- You can scoop it up off the floor and throw it everywhere. Again, like a child.
- OH YES and there was a man. Just in speedos. Fucking hell.
Bad things about foam-
- It hurts your eyes soooo bad. Sting central
- It makes your clothes heavy and therefore likely to fall off
- If you stand under the shoot you can't actually breathe.
- You smell of washing up liquid
- My phone is FUCKED. Completely waterlogged.
- You have to shower when you get in. Fucking mission whilst drunk.
I just remember looking around and seeing everyone covered and having such an amazing time.It was great.Lots of people went early but I managed to see everyone and chat and get sooooooooooooooooo many birthday hugs. Had the bestest birthday ever. I'm so grateful I have such mint friends to make days like that so amazing.
