bonjour mon amis
I'm slowly getting back into my blogging for the main reason I have the mother of all hangovers and am using the time of self inflicted illness to try and act like i exist in cyber space.
ok to begin
uno: these stupid blocks and barriers built into the uni's internet system are really frigging me off, i want to play games (which need to be registered online) why is that so impossible. I mean i can understand the block on torrenting as in the whole fact its illegal but why make me and my lil innocent games suffer for it??????
deux: the fridge battle for space has ended and i emerge victorious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
tres: I really need to get some work done for my course (you know the whole point of uni) but day time tv is too appealing
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Now to more recent events, last night was devils night and was soooooooooooo cool, pole dancers and angle grinders
yet from their site i was expecting a lil more, you know entertainment.
It all seemed abit half assed, the theme for dress up was post - apocalyptic, yet me and my friends seemed to be the the only ones who bothered to dress up. NO one danced either for the first half an hour until i grabbed steph and some other peeps and started to shimmy, suddenly making it socially acceptable to dance in a club!
there was also no cider on tap and all the spirits tasted watered down so i was on alcopoppy-ness (stomach churn) for most the night.
STAND AND DELIVER!
Apart from the things mentioned above it was a pretty cool and groovy night with a nice atmosphere, I mean how many people can start a conga line to Korn!!!
There was the small incident of me accidentally knocking into this girl several times which pissed her off to no end. I can't blame her really but it seemed to be all weird quirks of fate even if i moved to a new place i kept either falling or being pushed into the one girl
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i smell a conspiracy
I'm slowly getting back into my blogging for the main reason I have the mother of all hangovers and am using the time of self inflicted illness to try and act like i exist in cyber space.
ok to begin
uno: these stupid blocks and barriers built into the uni's internet system are really frigging me off, i want to play games (which need to be registered online) why is that so impossible. I mean i can understand the block on torrenting as in the whole fact its illegal but why make me and my lil innocent games suffer for it??????
deux: the fridge battle for space has ended and i emerge victorious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
tres: I really need to get some work done for my course (you know the whole point of uni) but day time tv is too appealing
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Now to more recent events, last night was devils night and was soooooooooooo cool, pole dancers and angle grinders
yet from their site i was expecting a lil more, you know entertainment.
It all seemed abit half assed, the theme for dress up was post - apocalyptic, yet me and my friends seemed to be the the only ones who bothered to dress up. NO one danced either for the first half an hour until i grabbed steph and some other peeps and started to shimmy, suddenly making it socially acceptable to dance in a club!
there was also no cider on tap and all the spirits tasted watered down so i was on alcopoppy-ness (stomach churn) for most the night.
STAND AND DELIVER!
Apart from the things mentioned above it was a pretty cool and groovy night with a nice atmosphere, I mean how many people can start a conga line to Korn!!!
There was the small incident of me accidentally knocking into this girl several times which pissed her off to no end. I can't blame her really but it seemed to be all weird quirks of fate even if i moved to a new place i kept either falling or being pushed into the one girl
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i smell a conspiracy
manko:
new york, not london 
gufina:
hi! ^^