Depeche Mode and Goldfrapp were really good. My friend got really pissed off with me because I decided to watch the England Ecuador game instead of going early. I later found out that the game was being shown at Hyde park anyway on a big screen. How bloody stupid of me. I always do idiotic things like that - of course they were going to show the game, there would be a lot of pissed off english people at the festival if it wasn't. So she started giving looks as if to say 'you're fucking mental, passing up time at the Wireless Festival for fucking football'. Which is about right I guess.
I think it was because of all the poppers I did the night before. Explanation - I was at a nice barbecue at my friend's house and stuffed myself silly. My friends are like 'We've got a bit of coke if you want to have some'. Then more people came and everybody realised that there wouldn't be enough to go around. The thing about coke is, when somebody offers it to you even if you don't like it so much (like me) you automatically say yes. I don't know why. It's just a stupid instinct. However it meant going to a cash machine and spending money that I don't have so I said no and it didn't happen. Then he decided get some poppers. Basically if anybody's had it it's like your senses go crazy for about ten seconds. I remember thinking I definitely would never have them again because they are disgusting but I did. As well as the weird tequila cocktails that were being mixed I kind of fell asleep on a sofa. I later found out that I had the opportunity to join two girls and a guy for some extracurricular fun if I got on a bus to Camden - now do you know what i mean about making the wrong decisions all the time?!
i don't want to be a student anymore in the fact I'll have no money and I will still have to live in this shitty tiny flat because I wouldn't be able to pay London rent. However I do want to study film and I do want to study journalism as well, so it would probably mean around 21 months of being poor. Decisions, Decisions. At least I know how to have fun on being a budget. which means not having coke. which also means that at house parties i will always be at the bottom of the coke hierachy which is pissing me off. For those in the know, cocaine makes a party. It could be a morgue and coke would liven the place up. This means that usually it ends up with all the fun people in one room with the people who bought it hoovering it up like no tomorrow and their close friends being second in line. because I usually can't afford it usually have to 'hover', which means hang around until somebody offers it to you. Coke etiquette if you will. And the problem is, if the party is being coke enhanced, nobody makes any sense unless you're taking it as well. It's like a vicious circle. i think i might have to become a coke dealer. and I probably would if i wasn't such a pussy.
this makes me sound like a drug addict or something. I'm not, honestly. I rarely take drugs but because i like to enjoy myself, loosen up and also have a slight self-destructive streak, then it seems to go hand in hand with a good night out. i think sex is probably easier. sex and drugs - now that's something else entirely
I think it was because of all the poppers I did the night before. Explanation - I was at a nice barbecue at my friend's house and stuffed myself silly. My friends are like 'We've got a bit of coke if you want to have some'. Then more people came and everybody realised that there wouldn't be enough to go around. The thing about coke is, when somebody offers it to you even if you don't like it so much (like me) you automatically say yes. I don't know why. It's just a stupid instinct. However it meant going to a cash machine and spending money that I don't have so I said no and it didn't happen. Then he decided get some poppers. Basically if anybody's had it it's like your senses go crazy for about ten seconds. I remember thinking I definitely would never have them again because they are disgusting but I did. As well as the weird tequila cocktails that were being mixed I kind of fell asleep on a sofa. I later found out that I had the opportunity to join two girls and a guy for some extracurricular fun if I got on a bus to Camden - now do you know what i mean about making the wrong decisions all the time?!
i don't want to be a student anymore in the fact I'll have no money and I will still have to live in this shitty tiny flat because I wouldn't be able to pay London rent. However I do want to study film and I do want to study journalism as well, so it would probably mean around 21 months of being poor. Decisions, Decisions. At least I know how to have fun on being a budget. which means not having coke. which also means that at house parties i will always be at the bottom of the coke hierachy which is pissing me off. For those in the know, cocaine makes a party. It could be a morgue and coke would liven the place up. This means that usually it ends up with all the fun people in one room with the people who bought it hoovering it up like no tomorrow and their close friends being second in line. because I usually can't afford it usually have to 'hover', which means hang around until somebody offers it to you. Coke etiquette if you will. And the problem is, if the party is being coke enhanced, nobody makes any sense unless you're taking it as well. It's like a vicious circle. i think i might have to become a coke dealer. and I probably would if i wasn't such a pussy.
this makes me sound like a drug addict or something. I'm not, honestly. I rarely take drugs but because i like to enjoy myself, loosen up and also have a slight self-destructive streak, then it seems to go hand in hand with a good night out. i think sex is probably easier. sex and drugs - now that's something else entirely
I was stretched out on the grass watching the game