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Slugs.

Published on October 22, 2007 in Life, Night life and University. 0 Comments

So..just bit of an update on the old uni situation.

I’m currently living off mainly cheenz toasties, curly fries from Varsity, cans of coke, and my MacBook.

What a life!

As for the actual lecture/work side of uni -well that’s just shit. Psychology unit 1 might as well be maths, psychology unit 2 might as well be sociology, sociology unit 1 might as well be psychology, and sociology unit 2 might as well be, well, not attended to. I’m not even going to go into quantitative techniques or learning and employability lectures.

Finally got my uni room looking good the other day, it’s well good.

A coupla weekends ago, Will and I popped home to St.Annes, to see Bryson playing a gig at the South Shore Cricket Club. (I got to eat real mum-made food! :P ) Drinks were too cheap, at about 2 quid a double, so naturally I got my value for money and was mashed on apparently about 14 double Jack Daniels and coke. Well, that much whiskey and I was bound to get violent at some point. After Brysons and Marc’s set, we sat outside with Bryson and his guitar having a good sing song, with Kit, Katie, Zakk, Jess etc. Kit and I managed to get hold of the drummer from Marc’s bands drumsticks and I vaguely remember running after Kit on the field hitting him with them? I lost some time after this I think -when I apparently hit Zakk and Kit in the face? I then prevailed to start on the drummer that replaced me in Marc’s band, ripping into him and refusing to give him his drumsticks back…all of this played back to me in the morning by Will.

After being sick at the cricket club, and near passing out the bench outside, Will and I set out to walk the 10-15 minute walk home. It took us over an hour. I was apparently a nightmare -which I think is hilarious. Whilst walking along the queensway road -we came across some twats who were hiding in the bushes shouting “wanker” as we walked past. (What kind of people sit in the middle of a airport runway field, on Saturday night shouting at people from bushes??) I was mortified at the time and insisted we crossed the road. While all this was happening I was apparently marvelling at every slug we passed (even things that weren’t slugs), as well as shouting at drivers for driving too fast, throwing up, and trying to sit down and then crawl home when Will told me to get up. I sort of remember sitting down on the Queensway pub benches to throw up, and saying I’d be reet if I just took a nap. Well anyway -we got home after a few more stops and we managed to make food. How?!

About an hour later -I was throwing up, and continued to every hour untill about 11 in the morning. At 11, my dad gave me an anti sickness tablet -after this I was gipping at every move. I had nothing left in me -not even bile. I felt like shite! To put it lightly. I thought that some food might sort me out -I ate a grape and decided it wasn’t the best, stomach agreed, a few minutes later I was violently sick (nothing actually real came out) into the kitchen sink -think I scared Will slightly. I then managed to drink a hot vimto and it seemed to sort me out. I later got a Happy Meal from Mcdonalds (hangover cured) and drove back to Manchester.

Last week, I didn’t really get up to much mischief, I helped Emma move into Wilmslow Park, because her flat mate went psycho so she moved halls, which means I’m no longer a billfred. We went out on Wednesday to 5th Avenue with Sinead, and we met a few people there from our halls. I personally didn’t think much to 5th ave. It played music like…paramore? and…um..fall out boy. Not quite my scene. Too much of a trendy ‘I’m a dick’ed, I’ll try pull anything that moves’ kind of clientel, and by about 12 the whole place smelt like sick. Send me to Rockworld anyday. The funny thing is that I bumped into Mengis on my way and he actually warned me about how shit it is. *Hindsight* lol

Ha today, some guy knocked on my uni door, so i opened it. It was a member of the ‘Wilmslow Park 2007 crew’ -so essentially a handy man guy:

man: “I’m here to fix your coat hooks”
me: “my coat hooks?”
man: “yeah, your coat hooks”
me: *looks at coat hooks* “my coat hooks are fine”
man: “oh ok sorry”

To be honest -the conversation was a lot funnier in my head. :P

Hmmm…Someone is cooking something pretty badly in the kitchen.. smells like…burnt fish. niiiice.

Cheenz FTW!

Social Life n Stuff.

Published on August 5, 2007 in Life and Night life. 0 Comments

Seems my social life has hit a bit of a high recently. For two consecutive nights now I’ve been out with friends! Unfortunately there was absense of boyfriend those two nights, which was too much to bare so I’m going to visit him tonight. Which is the reason I’m writing this post -he was in Lincolnshire with a friend and was supposed to be back in Manchester at approx 2 o’clock this afternoon, but they’ve only just set off. So I thought what better way to pass the time than to write a blog about my average kind of life.

About two weeks ago, Will and I decided it had been too long to resist the new Harry Potter film. So planned to go on a ‘date’ to see it. We were going to go to Frankie and Benny’s before hand, then hop across to the Printworks to see the film. Of course I should have known it wouldn’t actually proceed like that. Ross was all alone because Han was on holiday, so we invited him along. Then we were pissing about (well I’m pretty sure it was just those two) until it was too late for us to make F n B. So we just went to the cinema.

The night got somewhat better when we purchased: tickets to see Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix seated in the *IMAX 3D* cinema, popcorn, and maltesers. Ross and Will had already researched the IMAX naturally and had told me of the wonders of the 8 storey high, 2 bus wide screen -but that still didn’t prepare me. I walked in and actually WOWed.

The film was alright, considering it was based on the weakest book, but the 3D twenty minutes at the end (when we got to wear the well cool glasses) was awesome -especially the duel between Voldemort and Dumbledore. Even though our seat position was a bit close and a bit too much to the right, and Ross and Will kept commenting on Hermione’s breasts, I still managed to enjoy myself.

On the topic of Harry Potter, I recently had a conversation about whose wand you would use to duel if you had the choice. Some people said Serius’s, or Dumbledore’s, but we decided Volemort’s would be the most powerful. It’s long, and it’s black. ;)

A few days after the HP trip, Will’s friend, Jon visited Manchester, so to celebrate we went to see the Simpsons movie. Was alright really…

As for the past two nights, on Friday, Bell decided to have a ‘small party’ at his house. Fortunately, he had bought me a litre bottle of Jack Daniels on the cheap from France so I was sorted for booze. I provided the snacks -which were the bollocks, everyone commented on them being so good. Oh yeah. There was this guy Lee there but he was lame, so I got drunk and angry because he wouldn’t share his pizza and I made him leave. Anyway I might edit to elaborate some other time.

Last night was Georgia’s 18th birthday party. It was fancy dress. I went as Vinnie Paul the drummer from Pantera. Let’s just say I was the manliest there (if that’s a word?) -there was a lot of cross dressing on the go. :/ Pictures can be found on my facebook until I put them on my Gallery.

So that about fills up my wait, I’m going to Manchester now.