Monday, 21 February 2011

9. Turning on the alarm o'clock again

So, it's been quite a while bloggers, let me bring you up to date. I left you after my wonderful day out with my best friend in London and my model shoot.. oooo ahh. Let's do this in a tidy chronological order:
Thursday 
Well, haha where do i start. This was the day of my 'infamous' tourist antics with bubbaloo. We went up to London, had breakfast at Bills in covent garden (recommend it - best eggs and soldiers and sausage sandwiches with little red pots of tea) the day consisted of Ripley's believe it or not (there was an upside down room, a mirror maze, giant rocking chair, whales foreskin the size of a person, torture methods from medieval times.. just mental overall) Ed's diner, cheesy photos, the London aquarium, barclay bikes and traditional afternoon tea. This day of crazy fun made me realise how incredible it feels to just go on a trip with a good friend and enjoy what places have to offer, break the cycle of your day to day lunches and coffees in the same seat, the same pavement and same route. Go and be spontaneous, stop chasing your tail in circles, you'll start being sick.
Friday
The friday evening, i was stranded on the front door steps of my best friends house, serenading her with a portable piano and a rose in my mouth… no. She didnt organise when to meet, so whilst i sat on her steps fighting off pneumonia, she was racing home from westfield. We then went to London for my other best friends birthday dinner at hakkasan, which as usual was stupendous. I got sufficiently trashed as we were kicked off our table at 10 and i took the liberty of mine sweeping the table, regretting it deeply as i stumbled to the bar to join everyone. After everyone had gathered together and said goodbye to my friend and her colleagues, we jumped in a cab. A rather entertaining ride if i remember, there were laughing fits, musical chairs, horrific backward spelling on the steamed window and sonic sounding sneezing. We arrived at aura dance the night away pissed in a cubicle that had two toilets in it, the epitome of invasion of personal space. i then stayed in London with my Best best friend.
Saturday
…...cotching
Sunday
Went to Westfield with a friend and played the 'would you' game, very entertaining in a place of such enormity. Also found that i would hate to be a customer at the shop i work at, i would spit on its floor and walk away in disgust. Toxic fumes filling my lungs, squeezing through bodies of the general public walking from cramped room to another cramped room. How do people do it?
Monday
School, english coursework… damn. 

Not quite sure what i learnt from the antics of the last half of that week, apart from the fact that i am the luckiest girl to have the friends that i do. They are what keep me on my feet, drag me out of bed in the morning, walk with a smile on my face and whistle a new song for every new morning. I'd be lost without them all, like a sky without it's stars. 
Hold onto your friends, they are living proof that someone is always to catch you when you fall, even if you dont realise your half an inch from the edge. 
Listening when you talk, running by you side, wiping your tears, hoping you'll do the same for them two. 

We’re only young and naive still
We require certain skills
The mood it changes like the wind
Hard to control when it begins - The Naked and Famous

Eff x 

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