Okay guys, Story time.
Picture this. Casual Friday night with me and the not best friend best friend(NBFBF). Pizza has been ordered. PS2 all set up so we can boss through Lego Star wars. The NBFBF has had what one can only describe as a gosh awful-end it now-week, so me being the NBFBF I am aimed to cheer her up. The choice of mood aid was of course, Rum. Yes, silly, stupid me fell into social conventions, finally listened to what the media calls the solution. Alcohol is not my friend. In past posts I’ve ranted about how stupid I thought alcohol was and how pointless it is but there I was drowning out our sorrows in Captain Morgan’s Spiced rum. In my houses pantry was two bottles of said spirit. One full and one containing about a third of a bottle (left over from Christmas). I poured out measurements into two glasses to make a rum and coke for both of us. (I am aware I’m not allowed fizzy drinks…we flattened it…) Then NBFBF suggested we do shots. A suggestion I cringe at writing this, half of me is also giggling at the stupidness of it all. So we did maybe two shots each.
The part bottle was finished.
The NBFBF (us both being a little tipsy by this point) then felt bad at drinking all of the rum in my house and so suggested (another good suggestion) that we go to the local Co-op by my house and purchase another bottle of rum. Yes. I thought this sounded like a perfectly reasonable suggestion (in hindsight I have no clue what I was thinking, we could of drunk the rum that was already In the house but no) and so that’s just what we did, after more shots of course.
To cut the story short I ended up literally hugging the toilet for the remainder of the night. I have never puked so much in my life. It definitely was not a fun experience. Not one part of the night. I drunk text people, as it seemed like a great plan when intoxicated. At one point both me and the NBFBF were taking turns puking into my downstairs toilet. Thank gosh for the pull out bed in my conservatory because without it I don’t know how I would of made it to bed that night. I honestly don’t understand how people drink regularly. I know they don’t drink neat strong spirits but still. All of my extremities lost sensation and the numbness was not pleasant in the slightest. I couldn’t even feel my lips. How the heck do people get with others when their drunk? That would not be pleasant.
I would like to thank my not best friend best friend so much for taking care of me that night. Although she is already one of my closest friends, I feel like this experience has strengthened our bond even more. Although it was stupid looking back makes for a funny story. A memory that I will hold in my head (as it has scarred me for life) for as long as I will live.
To alcohol, I will not be ingesting you in future. We had a good run but its over. Goodbye.
After having this experience, it has only strengthened my former opinion. I hope this persuades at least on person from attempting to bury their problems in the hazy, dizzy, hilarious but scary world of intoxication.
Smile…It wont hurt you 🙂
Hello there crazy people. As you might have guessed by the title this is my 100th post!! How exciting right?! I did/do have have a wild story to tell you but its quite wild/out there for me and do not wish for that incident to be how I commemorate my 100th post. So I’d thought I’d put together this nice little A-Z of me for you lovely people. 🙂 Without further ado:
B- Biggest fear- Not fulfilling my potential.
C- Current time- 9.15pm.
D- Drink you last had- Orange juice.
E- Everyday starts with- Wanting to go back to sleep.
F- Favourite song- Too many, Ahh really digging Migraine by Twenty-one Pilots right now or anything from a Disney soundtrack.
G- Ghosts, Real or not real?- Real.
H- Hometown- Mablethorpe/Sutton-on-sea.
I- In love with- That one guy.
J- Jealous of- That one guys girlfriend…but people that have gone to Disney world.
K- Killed someone?- Nope…
L- Last time you cried- Monday maybe?
M- Middle name- Rose.
N- Number of siblings- 2.
O- One wish- Other than Orlando, to be truly happy.
P- Person you last called- My sister.
Q- Question you always get asked- umm, probably “Are you going to do —?” By my parents.
R- Reason to smile- Being alive, family and friends.
S- Song last sang- Work by Rhianna…ironically last night.
T- Time you woke up- 7.30am maybe?
U- Underwear colour- Well that’s personal!
V- Vacation destination- Disney world Florida and universal studios.
W- Worst habit- Procrastination and worrying/stressing.
X- X-Rays- Arm/wrist.
Y- Your favourite food-Italian.
Z- Zodiac sign- Scorpio.
Smile…It wont hurt you 🙂
Hey, something you might not know about me is that I love photography. I’m not claiming to be good at it in anyway! but I thought I’d share some of my pictures I took on a walk my family took on boxing day last year. Enjoy! Comments welcome as always 🙂
Smile…It wont hurt you. 🙂
Mysterious chocolate river.
This is one of my favourite photos I have ever taken. I love the way that the branches mimic lightning in the sky.
So I like trees…
We found a scraggly sheep.
What a lovely couple.
Hello Mrs. Duck
Forever in love with macro photography.
Who doesnt love flowers in winter!
Simple things looking beautiful.
Taken on boxing day (The day after Christmas) and there was a rose in bloom!!
Muddy puddles are the best!
Yet more trees.
Colour, colour, colour!
Nice Mr. Pigeon chilling.
Meet my derpy dog Max. He’s very special 🙂
Lent, Illness and freedom. My recent life in a nutshell. 🙂
Ahh first things first. So for the first time I decided that this year I would take part in Lent. I am not in any way shape or form religious but thought the challenge and premise behind it was intriguing. What the heck right? I have decided to double-ly challenge myself by giving up not only my favourite snack (food and object in general) chocolate but fizzy drinks too. A challenge I’m finding extremely challenging indeed. (Please excuse my horrendous writing, I’m sick. But I’ll get onto that.) The desire and craving for chocolate is one that I’m familiar with from my ‘Dechox’ for charity last year. The cravings I’ve been feeling for Pepsi are intense when they strike. Most of the time I forget, its only when I go out and the usual order of a Coke is taken away from me that I feel the real disadvantage. Oasis has been my saviour in these times. I didn’t realise how much pop I drank until I could no longer drink it. It is an awful habit though, I mean you see those adverts where they show the heaps of sugar hidden in a small glass of the delicious nectar. Better for my health I guess, the same goes for the lack of chocolate.
Talking about health. I am sick. So ill. I feel awful and have done for a week now. Last week was half term so I was looking forward to a nice stress free break from college. But no, my poor excuse for an immune system let its guard down for a brief moment and allowed this plague to invade me. Now I exaggerate. In fact I only really have a cold. But I do feel so so ill. The simple act of swallowing became an Olympic event. Tornadoes swirled in my head, causing both pain and dizziness. Worst of all, my appetite disappeared making food seem utterly disinteresting. Food. One of my loves ripped away from me. I have been able to binge watch about three seasons of ‘The Big Bang Theory’ though so I guess its not all bad being sick.
Moving swiftly on as I have just glanced at the displayed time to realise it is getting very late and I am expected to be up and at that delightful (sarcasm) institute of education in the morning. So while in this zombie-ill state last Friday by some miracle I managed to pass my practical driving test and am now a legal driver! 🙂 Happy times or what. I shall be hitting the roads as soon as I find a job that pays well/ win the lottery/ suddenly come into a large fortune, due to insurance for my tiny blue car is that you would expect for a NASA rocket.
Time for sleep for me. 🙂
Smile…It wont hurt you.:)