had a crazy night out in camden last night..

started by pre-drinking at simon’s and playing some drinking games.. which lead to no drinking on mine or irish’s part so we decided to just drink anyways. regrettable decisions now.

made our way to camden and everyone on the tube HATED us, which fair enough i would’ve as well. then i saw my favourite bouncer at the ice wharf, told him i’d be around a lot more often now.. which he thought was good, my liver won’t think so.

moved on to lock 17  where johan was working in the bar and the guy is a genius when your drunk, but a mad man when your hungover the day after.

all in all, a brilliant night out!

went to lock 17 in camden last thursday for st. patricks day. can easily say after pre-drinking at the boys house started around 5 we were all a bit tipsy.

met up with the girls and some people from my course, along with the frenchies! was a good night, although going to bed before 5 am would’ve been a good choice

going to make some dinner in a bit. mashed potatoes with carrots and some fish fingers. not the fanciest but easy and somewhat healthy.

then i think either courtney is gonna come over and watch a movie or we’re gonna go meet up with alex and irish in angel.

not drinking tonight though as we’re going to the pub for dan’s birthday tomorrow night. no need to drink everyday.. plus i can’t afford it

simon took me out for dinner. we went to the wetherspoons as baker street. not too expensive in other words

so happy i’ve got such a nice guy that knows automatically when i’m not feeling 100% and makes sure that i’m back to happy in less than 60 seconds. couldn’t ask for more.

had a caesar salad, not the best, but edible! simon had a lovely burger with.. dare i say it?.. chips! yummy.

enjoyed chatting over a glass of wine. he’s off to pick up one of his better mates at waterloo and then i’m off back to wetherspoons in an hour or so to meet people for drinks.. and who knows maybe some clubbing? ajaj daddy wouldn’t approve, haha!

i always forget the portions here are ridiculously big. i feel like the crispy chicken tacos i had for dinner included a whole chicken.

feels so weird when you’re stood at the bar and the bartender asks you want you want to drink.. the first thought that comes to wine is “i’ll have a small glass of house red, please” but nope, drinking age is a full twenty-one years here. ridiculously annoying. so diet coke it was for me tonight!

now i’m sat on the couch like a beached whale watching a movie with my parents.

some of the girls are coming around mine, drinking for a bit then getting the bus to camden!

going to see the moonjets play at the dublin castle, should be a good night

i’ve always loved the absolut bottles more than what’s on the inside, even before i was drinking. but i’ve gotten lost in the last couple of years, now i’ve realized what i’ve been missing all along.. ABSOLUT BOTTLES! so as soon as i see this in a shop i’m buying it. it’ll be my birthday present to myself, and then slowly but surely i’ll get my collection of absolut bottles back on track.

walked to selfridges after the flat viewing and decided to do a nice tonight tonight before i leave for sweden. so simon and i got some cod, a bottle of rose, and new potatoes! so i’m hoping this ends nicely.

so the reason i didn’t update yesterday was that thursday afternoon/night involved a little bit too much alcohol. started off meeting up with one of simon’s best friends james on oxford street. he was with a couple of guy friends from back home and they had come to london to see john mayer. so we ended up have our first drink in a bar called the phoenix, then they had to leave for the concert. went to topshop, found tom and then met up with two girls they had gone to school with. then we went to a place called all bar one.

it’s a nice place, me and simon went to one by the london eye and really enjoyed it. this one wasn’t as impressive. the place we were sat at was highly annoying for me. really tall seats so my feet didn’t touch the ground and i just couldn’t get comfortable and on top of that my legs were falling asleep. i was so happy to get out of there that i left my phone. lucky i noticed quite quickly ran back and the waiter had it and handed it to me straight away. thank god for that because if not my night would have been ruined. there would’ve been a pissed of little me and a whole lot of tears. then we moved on to a cocktail bar.

the girls got their drinks they were keen on drinking and we continued with the red wine. let me just mention that at this point i was getting on it. and the plan was that when the girls finally left we would go home, but alas! james called and the plans changed immediately. we met up with them on oxford street and then started walking towards a club. so strawberry moons it was!

the walk there was fine. except for the fact that i saw all the lucky bastards sat outside the Apple store waiting for the friday release. i want one! i want one! i want one! strawberry moons wasn’t too packed but the fact that the dance floor was halfway empty and the dj was playing everything i wanted made it amazing! usher-OMG and sweet child of mine were the nights favorites, at least for me. i was the only girl and the guys seemed to want to chill, but nope. i would simply not have it. dragged everyone onto the dance floor and to be honest i must have looked like a pimp, haha kidding! from there we moved on yet again..

yeah, i ended up with 5 guys at a strip club. little blonde girl in a strip club. geeez, it must have been a sight to see! i was the only girl in there… besides the one behind the bar and of course the dancers.  i can’t explain it but unimpressed and shocked kind of puts my feelings into perspective. let me just tell you it’s nothing like it is in the movies. the girls are not good looking. the club in it self was not nice. it was… trashy. not what i expected. not the image i had in my mind. so to say the least you wont be seeing me in one anytime soon. after that we left at like 6 in the morning to get the first tube home.. must have both fallen asleep because we ended up in brixton.. so off the tube to get yet another one. didn’t get to bed until 8 in the morning and i’ll tell you this much, when i woke up around noon i felt like death. so yes being thirsty on a thursday was the reason i didn’t update all day yesterday and didn’t move a muscle either.

I’m not sure which it is in this situation. Before i start to explain i’ll just say that at age 16 i was no where near the perfect daughter. i drove drunk. i did drugs. i drank beyond necessary means. i did all the things my parents asked me not to do. However, when they did find out what i was up to there was always punishment. groundings, things being taken away, stripped of privileges. So then to my point.. there’s this Swedish blogger. She’s 16 years old. She drinks. She smokes. She writes horrible things. All on her blog. My question then is.. where are her parents? Surely with the status she has they must read her blog. Do they not care? Surely they could stop her if they wanted to. Currently she’s in greece with a friend, and all you see is pictures of her drinking.

She’s even put up a picture of her sunbathing topless. Surely all things she will regret later on in her life. Unless she wants to continue on the road she’s on. I know i didn’t. I wanted change, i wanted to act like an adult. (Granted to this day i still don’t always act like an adult). I don’t know how to react to something like this to be honest, because if it was me i would’ve been grounded like never before. It’s embarrassing to look at. Embarrassing for  her and for her parents.