simon got really antsy about just staying in all day yesterday so after dinner we got ready and went out for a quick drink..

little did we know what our night would end up being so much more.

we walked to the high street and went to the marylebone. they had a deal on cocktails, two for one, so i made simon have drinks with me hehe. let me tell you he did not enjoy drinking a watermelon cosmopolitan! (although it was gorgeous) we also tried the pear julip (no bueno), elderflower margarita, and lychee chili! drunk? yes.

then instead of being sensible and going home i somehow convinced simon that going out, just the two of us, was an amazing idea!

so there we were, walking down the high street to oxford street, swigging a bacardi breezer. we must have been quite the sight.

got to strawberry moons and decided to go for the jugs. danced around, acted like idiots, chatted with some americans, then headed home.

for some reason simon decided to be my ‘pimp’, so i sat in corners on oxford street, in heels a dress and a chanel bag, begging for money. i’ve never laughed so hard in my life. thinking about it today, people must have thought i was ridiculous, which i am. then we tried to convince a bike taxi to take us back to mine for 5 pounds.
‘how much is it to marylebone?’
’15′
’5′
’10′
’5′
‘no can do, 10 is the lowest i’m going’
‘never mind then’

and that happened about three different times.

then simon caught sight of the barclays bikes. yep, you guessed it. he decided to take me for a ‘ride’, which more or less included me trying to hold on for my dear life whilst simon tired to stay up right.  we fell, and fell, and fell. then finally i said no more, i’m walking the rest of the way.

so just as we turned off regent’s street a BMV drives up and tried to get my attention, simon blew the guy a kiss. now apparently the guy didn’t like gays, so he got out the car and spat in my face? yeah OOOOOOKAY THEN. it all went downhill from there. 4 dirty sand people against me and simon, seems fair.. not. so another couple walking past decided to help out. and looking back on it now, it would have been soo funny to watch. guys beating up the idiots who started it, one girl trying to claw people’s eyes, and yet another girl hitting the guys with her purse.

called the cops, had their license plate number, waited, waited, waited… then finally the police came and guess who got a ride home in a cop car? me.

not because i’d done anything wrong, simply cause simon asked ‘sooo uhh,.. mind giving us a lift home?’

what a night.

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.