when we were out last night everyone ended up looking around for simon and chloe. where had they gone? to smoke of course.

now don’t think i’m some kind of hypocrite, cause i’m not. i’m not saying smoking is evil and that people shouldn’t smoke. granted, smoking isn’t good for you. people honestly shouldn’t smoke either, but most of us have.

i’ve smoked. i didn’t make it public because well.. i don’t think it’s something to be proud of. it was just like every other bad habit i’ve ever had, a waste of money, time, and health.

it’s easier for me to bring light on a subject when my hands are clean.

i started smoking a lot when i moved to london. my money ran away from me with every flick of my lighter. then i gradually slowed down. ‘party smoked’ as i call it. smoked when i drank. then i cut back even more, smoked when i was stressed or felt fidgety. then i just stopped one day. i didn’t decide to stop smoking, i even said i hadn’t quit. it made it easier knowing i was allowed to smoke whenever i wanted. funny thing is, i’ve never physically ‘craved’ a cigarette, mentally maybe.

so months gone by since even having a drag from the cancer sticks and i’ve got to say that i find cigarettes ridiculously annoying now. the smell gets to me like no other as well.

what i’m getting at is that non-smokers shouldn’t have to give respect to smokers. i shouldn’t have to move away from the smoke you’re blowing in my face (granted half the time you don’t even know your doing it). i shouldn’t have to cease my dancing to find where the smokers have disappeared to. i shouldn’t have to work around your smoking habit.

if anything i think that becoming a ‘non-smoker’ has lead me to become more aware of my surroundings and i just wish ‘smokers’ would realize it as well.

the boys, chloe, and i drove up to newcastle in two cars. don’t think anyone in our car was SUPER up for it, that was until we got there. went to the shop and some of them bought some drinks. i had my usual, southern comfort lemonade.

pre-drank at chris’ house. played some games, watched mtv music videos (never see any anymore do you?). some of us were smarter than others. chloe and i decided not to have one last drink cause we both thought we’d be over the edge. hopped in the taxi and went into the circus.

sister wasn’t kidding when she said newcastle was a sight. boy oh boy the people i saw. a night to remember for sure.

got there and realized we all needed cash, so three of us stayed behind and waited. and waited. and waited. to the point where i just wasn’t feeling it anymore. decided to meet the rest of the boys in the pub.

got in and my god. smelt like piss. dark. hot. sticky floors. carpet. only good thing? cheap drinks. but a triple vodka lemonade was not in the cards for me, so i gave it to chloe

then as if everyone woke up at the same time, we went to a different place called digital. in we went and boy oh boy. it wasn’t exactly cool in there either but i guess that was because i was dancing like a mad woman. must have been a sight to see!

got a taxi back to chris’ house and passed out pretty quickly. so i can definitely say that newcastle is quite the circus at night, and i enjoyed it thoroughly!

posted this earlier, but something must have happened cause it’s not on the blog!

anyways.. met up with chloe after dinner since she was around yarm as well. went pub, wine bar, and then club.

ended up dancing in the keys, which was nice.. some girls started on chloe and her mom for some reason.. and then one asked simon if he wanted to have sex with her outside, haha classy nothern girls eh? but other than that, no more characters. you always seem to find them in the nightclubs!

left a bit before it closed and took a taxi home, only to get a foot rub from my dearest. ah spoiled much?

off to yarm we go! going to eat dinner, then most likely meeting up with the lovely chloe after