When you know I’m coming to your room?” —
was immense. We won a pub quiz, went partying in Camden, visited Camden market, saw Jameela Jamil from T4, went to the Tate, wandered about, went to Oxford Street (hiya giant Topshop <3) and went to see a play in Shakespeare’s Globe (a personal highlight for me).
However, our Oxford Street adventure did not go so according to plan. My nose stud broke inside my nostril and had to get removed by a dude in the Topshop piercing studio (yeah, they actually have one) because apparently the piercer had used the wrong kind of stud and needle. I now have a beautiful lump on my nostril.
It was still amazing though.
but she’s totally casual about it and I’m the mortified one.
I am going to London with the “wife” and currently getting drunk on my own.
Pet names make me cringe big time but last night, on my way to a tap class, my taxi driver innocently asked me ‘What’s on tonight, shorty?’
I was in no way attracted to the guy, but oh my wordddd…. swooning out my nut. I felt like Rihanna <3
How awful and terrifying. Really encouraging to see that people were down helping the injured almost as soon as it came down, but still…
I’m so excited to get back to uni.
But some more summer fun would be good too.
this. except the thought of going back to uni makes me want to ctrl+alt+delete my life.
kwood massive alwaiis n 43va (L) (L) (L)
[edit - this is not IN ANY WAY a riot jibe - it’s a joke we saw on Have I Got News For You (hiya Paul Merton <3)]
I’m far too much of a clone for my own good. I’m irritated by this, and I’m irritated by the fact that no matter how much I want to be different and feel comfortabe in my own skin, I still (at the age of 21!) feel the need to do things to ‘be cool’. It’s so high school, this desire to fit in and impress, and I despise it beyond belief. I know for a fact that it stems from the days where no matter what I did, I was a total outsider. Feeling like I didn’t belong anywhere and that no-one ‘got’ me, or shared any of my interests, was pretty painful. High school was a bit of a bloodbath to be honest, and I guess that the need to be accepted still haunts me.
Nonetheless, I actually enjoyed all of the above things. I did them because
- an old friend was playing at the festival
- there was hair, nail and make-up stalls at the fashion event (hiya cheap professional makeover :D)
- I lovelovelove vintage clothes. I was brought up with hippie ideals and the concept of reused clothes really gels with me. I also like knowing that what I’m wearing could have a bit of a back story!
- I need a new laptop. The mortification of having to show them my old netbook was pretty intense!
…so I guess my reasons were pretty legit. And besides, the concept of individuality is in a constant state of metamorphosis - things like tumblr mean that all of these ‘different’ people never stay such for too long. At the end of the day, we should just enjoy what we’re into, as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone, right?
Feeling more than a little stalked right now :/. Not only is this weird, but I’m sure it defies some kind of bro code?
yeah, i attend one of these. seriously.
the one i’m currently attending is all routines from music videos. tonight we did beyonce’s single ladies and it was honestly amazingggg. i mean, i’m nowhere near as good a dancer as i was (i peaked around 15) but it’s something i still really enjoy and it makes me feel more human, which can only be a good thing :)