Oh my goodness me! Well these last weeks were very eventful indeed.
Wednesday - Almost certainy failed my anatomy and physiology exam, ended up in the pub and had a couple of pints. After being drained from the exam I came home, slept and ended up at a house party later on. Cleared off 2 bottles of wine a bottle of taboo and a few beers, really whatever was going (the beers were thefted from a bunch of lads a few doors down). I ended up having a great night, getting rather plastered and falling over not once but twice, once out of my friends bathroom (there is a mini step I had forgotten about). This bathroom is very unfortunately placed at the top of a flight of stairs, so I promptly made a grab for the bannister as to not go roly polly down all the stairs. Of course this could have ended up in disaster but I found it hilarious. Later on I ended up falling up the stairs. I also think that rose wine and a white t-shirt are such a great mix! fortunately there were not TOO many pictures taken that night.
Thursday - After waking up and realising it was not physically possible to move from bed without suffering the most horrific headache I decided to stay there until around 4pm. I got up still in my uni shirt and shorts, last nights makeup and hair scraped back. I go down to grab a drink and get asked by my housemate if I was going out with them that night. I asked her if that meant taking a shower? After recovering with a glass of wine (what makes you bad makes you better)and a couple of caffeine tablets I grabbed a shower, we had chuck out and then went up town. Danced the night away to cheesy songs, friends ate dodgy burgers from the pub and we went home.
Friday - After spending most of the day in bed again I finally manage to pull myself together have a shower and chuck on clothes to go to an Ann Summers party. Of course I imagine this as being a quiet night in a couple of glasses of wine. How wrong I was. After polishing off a bottle of wine, many costumes and dildos later the girls decide it would be a great idea to go up town for a few. Never to be one to turn down the offer of a good time we go out and have another boogy. I have an arguement with a woman off my course who seems to think that I am the cause of all her troubles, I am the reason she has came off facebook, I am the reason she never got given jobs at our last work placement. She told me, in no uncertain terms, that I was only getting jobs because I was younger and prettier than her, this really put me down because I know, I was given jobs because I was seen as more trustworthy than her, I don't kick up a fuss about everything and most of all I am perfectly competent of doing these jobs. However she thinks she is being treaten unfairly. She refused to come into the room where the party was being held because "Leigh doesn't like me". She accused me of blocking her from facebook (I havent got the energy to block people from there and I dont know how too..........) She has also made a big fuss at uni about the whole thing. I wouldn't mind but I am twenty ffs, she is nearly twice my age. Please if anyone should take the moral high ground it should be her. She also accused me of reporting her on my last placement and being "corrupted" by another student. Neither of the statements is true. A complaint was made about her and an investigation went through, I was then asked for anything that had concerned me on the placement and of course I'm not going to lie for her when the safety of others is at risk. Anyway blah blah blah, she starts this up when we have had a few drinks and is arguing with me in a pub about it so I tell her straight. Christ some people just wind me up. But apart from that I had a really good time! Unfortunately my knees had taken a battering on the wednesday so on modelling the police woman costume I have lovely black and blue knees! I get back to my friends around 3 in the morning, have a coffee and make my way back down the road to mine. I get into bed around 4 and my alarm wakes me up at 5. Time to get up and go to London!
Saturday - Still rather enebriated from the night before, I set out of my house at 6am to get a coach from town. I look like I am wandering down the road from a night out. I was quite disappointed as the road I had walked down to town is the way I had came back a few hours earlier and the pitta bread I had thrown had disappeared :-( Anyways, I'm feeling rather sorry for myself and as far as I am concerned there is only one six o'clock in a day so I wander with my sunglasses on (it's not particularly sunny just far too bright) I manage to catch my coach and it seems like the longest 3 1/2 hours of my life, hungover and dying for the toilet (there is no way in hell I am peeing in a moving vehicle) meet a few friends and we head over to Hyde Park for the afternoon grabbing stuff for a picnic on the way. Was a really nice day. Luckily that night we didnt end up going out we just had coffee in a few cafes.
Sunday - Make my way back to student digs and end up in bed the early hours in the afternoon
Monday - Gut my room and give it a good cleaning before moving back home for a few weeks.
Tuesday -Friday = CHILL TIME BIG STYLE
Saturday - Polker night. I came third out of 5 which isn't too bad seeing as I'm not a regular poker player. I get a message "what are you doing?" around 10pm. I am currently lying in bed with back ache (old woman I know!) and I get told to take a couple of paracetamol and come round. I go back to student town and have a night out with my old school mate who is also at the same uni as me. We come back and she lives with one of the lads I also used to go to school with. My girl friend is knackered so she goes to sleep in her room. I spent the night talking with the lad mate ALL night just chit chat. It was really good to catch up with him. Now I have been spending the afternoon catching up on my sleep. So it is 2am and I am
very awake!
Wow...... that was a lot of blog!
Wednesday - Almost certainy failed my anatomy and physiology exam, ended up in the pub and had a couple of pints. After being drained from the exam I came home, slept and ended up at a house party later on. Cleared off 2 bottles of wine a bottle of taboo and a few beers, really whatever was going (the beers were thefted from a bunch of lads a few doors down). I ended up having a great night, getting rather plastered and falling over not once but twice, once out of my friends bathroom (there is a mini step I had forgotten about). This bathroom is very unfortunately placed at the top of a flight of stairs, so I promptly made a grab for the bannister as to not go roly polly down all the stairs. Of course this could have ended up in disaster but I found it hilarious. Later on I ended up falling up the stairs. I also think that rose wine and a white t-shirt are such a great mix! fortunately there were not TOO many pictures taken that night.
Thursday - After waking up and realising it was not physically possible to move from bed without suffering the most horrific headache I decided to stay there until around 4pm. I got up still in my uni shirt and shorts, last nights makeup and hair scraped back. I go down to grab a drink and get asked by my housemate if I was going out with them that night. I asked her if that meant taking a shower? After recovering with a glass of wine (what makes you bad makes you better)and a couple of caffeine tablets I grabbed a shower, we had chuck out and then went up town. Danced the night away to cheesy songs, friends ate dodgy burgers from the pub and we went home.
Friday - After spending most of the day in bed again I finally manage to pull myself together have a shower and chuck on clothes to go to an Ann Summers party. Of course I imagine this as being a quiet night in a couple of glasses of wine. How wrong I was. After polishing off a bottle of wine, many costumes and dildos later the girls decide it would be a great idea to go up town for a few. Never to be one to turn down the offer of a good time we go out and have another boogy. I have an arguement with a woman off my course who seems to think that I am the cause of all her troubles, I am the reason she has came off facebook, I am the reason she never got given jobs at our last work placement. She told me, in no uncertain terms, that I was only getting jobs because I was younger and prettier than her, this really put me down because I know, I was given jobs because I was seen as more trustworthy than her, I don't kick up a fuss about everything and most of all I am perfectly competent of doing these jobs. However she thinks she is being treaten unfairly. She refused to come into the room where the party was being held because "Leigh doesn't like me". She accused me of blocking her from facebook (I havent got the energy to block people from there and I dont know how too..........) She has also made a big fuss at uni about the whole thing. I wouldn't mind but I am twenty ffs, she is nearly twice my age. Please if anyone should take the moral high ground it should be her. She also accused me of reporting her on my last placement and being "corrupted" by another student. Neither of the statements is true. A complaint was made about her and an investigation went through, I was then asked for anything that had concerned me on the placement and of course I'm not going to lie for her when the safety of others is at risk. Anyway blah blah blah, she starts this up when we have had a few drinks and is arguing with me in a pub about it so I tell her straight. Christ some people just wind me up. But apart from that I had a really good time! Unfortunately my knees had taken a battering on the wednesday so on modelling the police woman costume I have lovely black and blue knees! I get back to my friends around 3 in the morning, have a coffee and make my way back down the road to mine. I get into bed around 4 and my alarm wakes me up at 5. Time to get up and go to London!
Saturday - Still rather enebriated from the night before, I set out of my house at 6am to get a coach from town. I look like I am wandering down the road from a night out. I was quite disappointed as the road I had walked down to town is the way I had came back a few hours earlier and the pitta bread I had thrown had disappeared :-( Anyways, I'm feeling rather sorry for myself and as far as I am concerned there is only one six o'clock in a day so I wander with my sunglasses on (it's not particularly sunny just far too bright) I manage to catch my coach and it seems like the longest 3 1/2 hours of my life, hungover and dying for the toilet (there is no way in hell I am peeing in a moving vehicle) meet a few friends and we head over to Hyde Park for the afternoon grabbing stuff for a picnic on the way. Was a really nice day. Luckily that night we didnt end up going out we just had coffee in a few cafes.
Sunday - Make my way back to student digs and end up in bed the early hours in the afternoon
Monday - Gut my room and give it a good cleaning before moving back home for a few weeks.
Tuesday -Friday = CHILL TIME BIG STYLE
Saturday - Polker night. I came third out of 5 which isn't too bad seeing as I'm not a regular poker player. I get a message "what are you doing?" around 10pm. I am currently lying in bed with back ache (old woman I know!) and I get told to take a couple of paracetamol and come round. I go back to student town and have a night out with my old school mate who is also at the same uni as me. We come back and she lives with one of the lads I also used to go to school with. My girl friend is knackered so she goes to sleep in her room. I spent the night talking with the lad mate ALL night just chit chat. It was really good to catch up with him. Now I have been spending the afternoon catching up on my sleep. So it is 2am and I am
very awake!
Wow...... that was a lot of blog!
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im gunna shoot a new set soon, thats really my only exciting thing going on!
i have a few different ideas but im not sure which one ima do!
im gunna wait a lil bit cuz my other set is still on the frotn page of pics!