A hell of a lot has happened over the past week and a bit.
I have finished uni, with my two exams on Thursday and Friday going OK (I hope)
We went on an epic night out last night to celebrate this fact. There were about a dozen of us who went to Sante Fe for a meal, and then we went to Tiger, Tiger - although Emma G. disappeared at some point, and I didn't really get to speak to her at all. I did have a lovely chat with Georgina and Matt at one point though.
Some valuable life lessons were learnt:
Don't drink the Kentucky Mist cocktail, as it tastes far too fucking sweet. Like adding spoons of sugar to a bottle of Coca Cola. I'm surprised it didn't dissolve my whole mouth.
Don't drink the Tennessee Iced Tea cocktail as it contains more alcohol than the average bottle of meths.
It's impossible to get a good photo of me and my gf. I blame myself tbh.
Don't go to Tiger, Tiger unless you want lots of 40+ women 'making eyes' at you.
The trip home in the car was about as amusing an experience as I've had in my life. Terry was the object of ridicule, but I think he took it to heart too much. I did my 'Mr. Chumley Warner' voice for much of the drive home as it makes Chris kill himself laughing. I also used lots of big words, as it's more of a challenge saying antidisestablishmentarianism when you're drunk. Chris also decided to lie on the tarmac with his gf's tights wrapped around his face. I don't fully understand why.
I have turned 22, it's very similar to being 21 thus far.
I made a list of things to do before I was 22, and barring a disaster with my degree I'll have completed them all. I'm now thinking what I'd like to do for the next year, I want to wait until I've settled into my job then I want to start doing some different things.
I've wanted to take up climbing for years since I went on a PGL holiday in France, but never really had the time.
I want to learn a second language, probably Italian.
I want to build on my formidable vinyl collection, I have a list of about 30 records I'll buy when I've bought a decent enough turntable to trust playing them.
I fear I may be displaying 'emotions'
This is incredibly worrying, as I had previously thought that feelings were what other people had.
I have finished uni, with my two exams on Thursday and Friday going OK (I hope)
We went on an epic night out last night to celebrate this fact. There were about a dozen of us who went to Sante Fe for a meal, and then we went to Tiger, Tiger - although Emma G. disappeared at some point, and I didn't really get to speak to her at all. I did have a lovely chat with Georgina and Matt at one point though.
Some valuable life lessons were learnt:
Don't drink the Kentucky Mist cocktail, as it tastes far too fucking sweet. Like adding spoons of sugar to a bottle of Coca Cola. I'm surprised it didn't dissolve my whole mouth.
Don't drink the Tennessee Iced Tea cocktail as it contains more alcohol than the average bottle of meths.
It's impossible to get a good photo of me and my gf. I blame myself tbh.
Don't go to Tiger, Tiger unless you want lots of 40+ women 'making eyes' at you.
The trip home in the car was about as amusing an experience as I've had in my life. Terry was the object of ridicule, but I think he took it to heart too much. I did my 'Mr. Chumley Warner' voice for much of the drive home as it makes Chris kill himself laughing. I also used lots of big words, as it's more of a challenge saying antidisestablishmentarianism when you're drunk. Chris also decided to lie on the tarmac with his gf's tights wrapped around his face. I don't fully understand why.
I have turned 22, it's very similar to being 21 thus far.
I made a list of things to do before I was 22, and barring a disaster with my degree I'll have completed them all. I'm now thinking what I'd like to do for the next year, I want to wait until I've settled into my job then I want to start doing some different things.
I've wanted to take up climbing for years since I went on a PGL holiday in France, but never really had the time.
I want to learn a second language, probably Italian.
I want to build on my formidable vinyl collection, I have a list of about 30 records I'll buy when I've bought a decent enough turntable to trust playing them.
I fear I may be displaying 'emotions'
This is incredibly worrying, as I had previously thought that feelings were what other people had.
your lady seems nice. well done mr tom.