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!