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his could, quite frankly, be the most hysterical night ever.
First off; last exam today in Bayswater, finished at 1pm very happy it has all ended. I took some time around the local area, begging around Notting Hill, Portolbello market, reading fiction (FICTION!). It was all good.
At about four I took some time in the local pub waiting for the entourage to finished theior various afternoon exmas and join me. So taking some time with Mr. Wine, who floored me with my alcohol tolerance at a six week zero-alcohol low, I found myself in a slightly tipsy state. I then got more tipsy at dinner with phad thai and more wine.
2 bottles later I'm floored, abusing cyclists who cycle on the pavement, and giggling hyserically. Make it to starbucks for some frappe time and the only words I can get out are 'medium' before fits of giggles. Apparently I then preceeded to flick iced coffee at Linz with more drunken giggles.
But the best is yet to come as I find myself sitting typing in my room, presently sober after my mid-afternoon drunk behaviour, as my flatmates entertain upstairs the two indians who run the convenience store below. How did they get into our trashy flat? Well, Nammers and I invited them up with promise of alcohol and Linz, who has had love declared for her from the said convenience store owners.
It sounds like shits and giggles, but I just couldn't control myself and had to just record this moment. The girls of King's X have come a long way.
Bear in mind during this whole thing I have been in glasses and scrattly pyjamas.
Love to all you fiends
Summer lovin'
First off; last exam today in Bayswater, finished at 1pm very happy it has all ended. I took some time around the local area, begging around Notting Hill, Portolbello market, reading fiction (FICTION!). It was all good.
At about four I took some time in the local pub waiting for the entourage to finished theior various afternoon exmas and join me. So taking some time with Mr. Wine, who floored me with my alcohol tolerance at a six week zero-alcohol low, I found myself in a slightly tipsy state. I then got more tipsy at dinner with phad thai and more wine.
2 bottles later I'm floored, abusing cyclists who cycle on the pavement, and giggling hyserically. Make it to starbucks for some frappe time and the only words I can get out are 'medium' before fits of giggles. Apparently I then preceeded to flick iced coffee at Linz with more drunken giggles.
But the best is yet to come as I find myself sitting typing in my room, presently sober after my mid-afternoon drunk behaviour, as my flatmates entertain upstairs the two indians who run the convenience store below. How did they get into our trashy flat? Well, Nammers and I invited them up with promise of alcohol and Linz, who has had love declared for her from the said convenience store owners.
It sounds like shits and giggles, but I just couldn't control myself and had to just record this moment. The girls of King's X have come a long way.
Bear in mind during this whole thing I have been in glasses and scrattly pyjamas.
Love to all you fiends
Summer lovin'