Question: Guess who got completely wasted on Friday?
Answer: Me.
To sum it up, I temporarily forgot - as I tend to do quite a lot unfortunately - that I am a 5foot4 female with a low alcohol tolerance and downed almost a litre of vodka in a ridiculously short amount of time. There is luckily little pictorial evidence that I have seen thus far but this exciting adventure ended up with me waking up at 8 the next day utterly confused, before remembering I hadn't even made it to the foam party.
(Observation: It's always foam/UV/paint parties I never make it to slash don't do well in. Seeing a pattern here. I shouldn't be allowed.)
So, after evaluating my life choices and writing up drinking rules for myself -
(NEW DRINKING RULES
1. No drinking on an empty stomach
2. NO downing drinks (no is underlined three times,)
3. < 1L of vodka please.
FAILURE TO KEEP THESE RULESMAYWILL (Joe told me to add this change,) RESULT IN SPENDING THE NEXT DAY WITH SELF-HATRED, ANNOYANCE AND SHAME.
THIS IS A WARNING.) -
Anyway, needless to say, I behaved myself on saturday night - skool dayz - and skool dayz should really get its own tag on here because I pretty much work at every one. It's always good fun, but the most exciting part was that magic Anson had come down to Warwick for a visit!
(Can I just pull a very typical Laura and go way back off topic and say ALSO, I lost my phone Friday but I called them and they had it so I picked it up earlier today and I am happy now.)
Stunning and aweing audiences everywhere. Pretty much gave a show and impressed the hell out of my hallmates at lunch earlier today. And also me. I was very impressed despite having seen him defy logic and real life so many times.
Few groups of people I knew milling around, so I was back to socialising self... and of course, there reached the point in the night where i thought fuck it about work and just got reduced to self-camming with people I know. I am such a shameless poser and it makes me sad.
This is like a weird deja vu because I have an almost identical photo from the first skool dayz we went to, which is a bit sad. :(
Took so long to find Megan because I was without phone. Typical girly yelling at each other in excitement when I finally located them at the end of the night.
Oh yeah - me and Jonno also worked Pop! I was desperately bored when I first got there, but after we showed up, we went up on stage and chilled with the DJ, who also got us all to do the macarena up on stage. Not sure what came over me that I agreed to that, to be honest...
Lucinda and Chris were only there for 10 minutes, hah. Should mention, we played the meme-face drinking game which is pretty much a death trap for girls. Especially after I'd made my new rules so I treaded carefully. I was in a nice bubbly state so that was all fine.
So, this week:
- I don't know what I did on monday. Probably nothing special.
- Or Tuesday.
- Or Wednesday. Except for working at Pop! Oh yeah. I finally did the thing I'd been threatening to do since I first got to uni and managed to drop my keys. Luckily, Karl, (the dear,) handed them in and I went and was able to get into my room and all that.
- I ordered 2 more dvds in class. I need to stop.
- My chair broke. It now also tilts forwards instead of just side to side. I keep falling off because I sit with my feet up. I need to stop this two.
- I'm running for exec on WarwickTV (Marketing.) I need to do a speech and read it out and answer questions. So far, I've written a few vague things and it's tomorrow. It's just like every past speech I've ever made.
I can't believe it's week 9 already. Mixed feelings about going home again. It's a different situation this time round - i'm not leaving behind as much (ya'll know what I mean,) and I'll get to see Lizzy and everyone and the 7s... but the thought of traveling is making me want to cry already. And packing. Jesus, note to self: do NOT bring back as much as you did last time. There is no way you need winter clothes.
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