Had a few texts from Jud this morning which was nice, because truth be told, even though we only see each other about twice a week, we text or speak to each other every day and I'm actually missing him a fair bit, but Ssssh, I'm not soppy!
Apparently him and his friends had a great day yesterday taking in the crazy sights of Glastonbury from the big hill on which you can see the whole site. Caught a few rays, had a fair bit to drink and even went to a silent disco. It sounds epic, I'm very jealous.
When we spoke this morning, he was suffering a little by the sounds of things, so he must've drank a good amount because he hardly ever gets hangovers. But hey, that's festivals for you. His box of Krave cereal should keep him going a bit!
Apparently there's a 'special guest' performing early tomorrow and they want to catch whoever it is, because festival organisers have a habit of sticking someone quite unexpected under slots simply labelled 'special guest' to keep crowds down a bit. For example at Leeds fest one year we caught a 'special guest' which turned out to be, Them Crooked Vultures, - a supergroup consisting of Josh Homme, Dave Grohl and John Paul Jones - so, as you can see, its well worth checking out these so called 'special guests'.
As for me, I got up pretty early after an early night, did some washing and ironing and started a bit of packing. This was for two reasons. The first being that I'm heading to Scarborough tomorrow for a weekend at the seaside and the second being that I'm moving out in about 3 weeks time. I won't dwell too much on the latter because it makes me sad. But I'm really looking forward to this weekend.
Just a shift at work to get out of the way first, and that's where I'm headed now. Bore-fest.
Will do my best to blog tomorrow but its quite a busy day for me so we shall see, it might have to be a first thing in the morning blog whilst I'm on the train.
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Thursday, 26 June 2014
Wednesday, 25 June 2014
Day 227 - Glasto arrival/Terri got drunk
So as outlined in the last post, yesterday was my final year university results day, which inevitably meant, a raging night out, concluding with an even more raging hangover for the duration of today. Therefore please forgive me if this is a shabby post or completely indecipherable.
I will do my best to come up with a decent feature where I can, but until then I think I'll just give a brief outline of my antics and where possible, a bit about what George has been up to at Glasto, if of course, he has chance to tell me, as I'm sure he will be more focused on having an awesome time than being glued to his phone.
Anyway, lets commence.
So, yesterday I had an alright shift at work and luckily wasn't too tired, meaning I could rush home, have a quick bite to eat and get my glad-rags on for a celebratory night of drinks with my friends.
To begin with, we headed to Revs (or Revolution for the normal folk) for some of their awesome cocktails, which actually, while they were nice, proved to be far too sweet for me and caused me to almost hurl on the heated patio - oops. After a few drinks, we went to our favourite place in the whole world, (and George's worst place in the whole world) Camel Club, where we necked placenta shots (not actual placenta, just Archers, Jager and cranberry juice), supped classy Tuborgs and danced the heck out of Doc Brown (a lovely old geezer who is always in Camel, challenging revellers to some weird kind of dance off). It was a top night, I cried lots at the thought of leaving Hudds, danced on the platforms and subsequently got so drunk, that I had to ask my friends to put me in a taxi home, while they continued to party. Great night, all in all!
However I have been feeling the effects today. I woke up at 9:15 feeling like the human embodiment of death itself and spent a good half an hour laid on the floor in the corridor with two of my flatmates, trying to piece together what actually happened. I then proceeded to hop in and out of bed between 10 and 12 trying to sleep the sickness out of myself. After a much needed nap and a shower, we decided we needed food and so headed to Rhubarb (a bar in Huddersfield) for a spot of lunch. And boy oh boy was it good! It sorted me right out and enabled me to feel human again.
The rest of my day was spent napping and watching my friend pack up her stuff to move out of our flat, which was a little bit emotional, after living together for three years but luckily, I'm visiting her at home this weekend so I'm not alone for long.
So that was my Wednesday.
As for Jud, he arrived safely at Glastonbury and has apparently secured a top camping spot for him and his buddies to have their wild shenanigans in. The last I heard, he was meeting up with an old uni friend for belated birthday drinks in their Glasto camp, so I would imagine that by now, he is probably rather inebriated and giddy. He's trying not to use up his phone battery too much, so that's about all I've heard from him today, but I did get this snapchat from him of Glasto itself:
I'm all out of antics, so that's all for today folks!
I will do my best to come up with a decent feature where I can, but until then I think I'll just give a brief outline of my antics and where possible, a bit about what George has been up to at Glasto, if of course, he has chance to tell me, as I'm sure he will be more focused on having an awesome time than being glued to his phone.
Anyway, lets commence.
So, yesterday I had an alright shift at work and luckily wasn't too tired, meaning I could rush home, have a quick bite to eat and get my glad-rags on for a celebratory night of drinks with my friends.
To begin with, we headed to Revs (or Revolution for the normal folk) for some of their awesome cocktails, which actually, while they were nice, proved to be far too sweet for me and caused me to almost hurl on the heated patio - oops. After a few drinks, we went to our favourite place in the whole world, (and George's worst place in the whole world) Camel Club, where we necked placenta shots (not actual placenta, just Archers, Jager and cranberry juice), supped classy Tuborgs and danced the heck out of Doc Brown (a lovely old geezer who is always in Camel, challenging revellers to some weird kind of dance off). It was a top night, I cried lots at the thought of leaving Hudds, danced on the platforms and subsequently got so drunk, that I had to ask my friends to put me in a taxi home, while they continued to party. Great night, all in all!
However I have been feeling the effects today. I woke up at 9:15 feeling like the human embodiment of death itself and spent a good half an hour laid on the floor in the corridor with two of my flatmates, trying to piece together what actually happened. I then proceeded to hop in and out of bed between 10 and 12 trying to sleep the sickness out of myself. After a much needed nap and a shower, we decided we needed food and so headed to Rhubarb (a bar in Huddersfield) for a spot of lunch. And boy oh boy was it good! It sorted me right out and enabled me to feel human again.
The rest of my day was spent napping and watching my friend pack up her stuff to move out of our flat, which was a little bit emotional, after living together for three years but luckily, I'm visiting her at home this weekend so I'm not alone for long.
So that was my Wednesday.
As for Jud, he arrived safely at Glastonbury and has apparently secured a top camping spot for him and his buddies to have their wild shenanigans in. The last I heard, he was meeting up with an old uni friend for belated birthday drinks in their Glasto camp, so I would imagine that by now, he is probably rather inebriated and giddy. He's trying not to use up his phone battery too much, so that's about all I've heard from him today, but I did get this snapchat from him of Glasto itself:
I'm all out of antics, so that's all for today folks!
Tuesday, 24 June 2014
Day 226 - The adventure begins/Terri's takeover
Well today's the day. Jud's headed off to Manchester for the night, ready for his Glasto adventures and I'm the hostess with the mostest on his blog for the next week or so.
Not gunna lie he's picked quite a hectic week to be swanning off to Glastonbury and leaving me in charge, what with my results day today, my friends moving out tomorrow and me heading off to the seaside this weekend but I'll give it my best shot anyway!
This will be a mediocre start to my blogging week, as I'm quickly trying to fit in a blog before I head off to work for the evening. But up to now, I think Jud and his Glasto gang have met up at his pal's in Manchester and will probably be chilling with some food and maybe a few drinks before they head off to their coach at something silly like 2AM. As far as I know, that's how his day has panned out so far.
As for me, I found out my uni results today and am pleased to say that I'll be graduating in less than a month with a 2:1 degree in Media and Popular Culture BA (Hons). Wow! As you can imagine that means its been a busy day and could possibly be a busy night depending on how tired I am after a shift at work.
Buuut, its my day off tomorrow so hopefully I can drum up a better blog post, with a bit more to say.
Until then, this will have to do. Adios, my blogging amigos!
Not gunna lie he's picked quite a hectic week to be swanning off to Glastonbury and leaving me in charge, what with my results day today, my friends moving out tomorrow and me heading off to the seaside this weekend but I'll give it my best shot anyway!
This will be a mediocre start to my blogging week, as I'm quickly trying to fit in a blog before I head off to work for the evening. But up to now, I think Jud and his Glasto gang have met up at his pal's in Manchester and will probably be chilling with some food and maybe a few drinks before they head off to their coach at something silly like 2AM. As far as I know, that's how his day has panned out so far.
As for me, I found out my uni results today and am pleased to say that I'll be graduating in less than a month with a 2:1 degree in Media and Popular Culture BA (Hons). Wow! As you can imagine that means its been a busy day and could possibly be a busy night depending on how tired I am after a shift at work.
Buuut, its my day off tomorrow so hopefully I can drum up a better blog post, with a bit more to say.
Until then, this will have to do. Adios, my blogging amigos!
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