Saturday, May 17
For Crying Out Loud!
How do I always injure myself on big nights out? I woke up today (at 2.30pm, very hungover) with a badly sprained thumb. I can barely bend it, which makes it difficult to do anything, especially since it is on my good hand. Not good at all.
What makes it worthwhile is that yesterday was such a wicked day. The exam in the morning went fairly well, I think I've done OK on 3 of the 4 questions I answered. What followed was much better. Beer. And lots of it. We started in the Waterfront, which is the name of the Student Union bar at King's. A fair few were downed there, before some of us walked over Waterloo Bridge to their flats on Stamford Street. More consumption of beer followed, along with watching Mr Deeds, which is a very funny film. Adam Sandler has starred in some great films.
Anyway, after that it was back to the Waterfront (about 8pm by this time), where I met a load of people from my floor, which was a pleasant surprise. Chris, the fool, let the side down by losing at pool, but we'll cope. Then it was upstairs to Tutu's, officially the world's worst nightclub for some more drunken debauchery. Too many black sambucas went down the throat, which led to a killer hangover today.
It was all worth it though, because it was such a brilliant day / night, even if I have very little recollection of how I got home. Think I might take the rest of the weekend off alcohol, my body can't recover as quickly as it used to be able to.
I'm so glad that I've finished my exams, last week was such a crap time for me, working all day and having to get up early every day. Not any more! Lie-ins every day, playing on Championship Manager 4 for hours on end, and just living it up, to be honest. Those are my plans for the next 3 weeks. You've got to love it. Unfortunately, most of my friends who I live with don't finish their exams for a while yet, which makes partying a little difficult, but I'll figure it out.
Underworld - Rez / Cowgirl
POD - Youth of the Nation
Flash - The Day After
Satyricon - Part III Mother North (Possibly the stupidest song name ever)