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Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts

Friday, 4 December 2009

Hangovers and Fire Alarms

So yeah... T'was a good night.

Had a great time in Rosie's room with the girls and then Andy and Tom. Shvonne and Barney tried on their purchases (I personally think the thong as a hat is genius) and we had a good laugh just chilling with some drinks and a couple of pots of Ben & Jerry's.

I've fallen in love with my outfit. I can count the times I've worn my blue silky blouse on one hand. And not even use all my fingers. And I usually wear it with skinny jeans and heels. But with my black pencil skirt, belt and ballet flats, I think I hit the jackpot. I'll definitely be wearing that again!

Then Tom and I met up with Harry and Dom and we taxied over to Sheiks (because it was freezing!) Dom and I split the taxi between us (£2 each) and the guys then bought us drinks to even it up.

So. Harry and I had pinky-sweared to try a shot of Goldschlager that night.

Goldschlager is a clear alcoholic shot that has tiny bits of actual gold leaf in it. The rumor is that these gold bits scratch your throat on the way down and the alcohol gets into your system quicker. Lies. I just googled it. That's an urban legend.

But it is amazing stuff.

We had a few more drinks (OK. More than a few) and Dom got trodden on so we swapped shoes. May I just say that I'm quite impressed that I managed to walk quite well in her slingbeck stilettos (even though I did have to hang on to Danny)?

This morning, the first thing I hear? The fire alarm going off at 10am.

The uni administrators have a very sadistic sense of humor.

It was just a test, THANK SHIZ. If it had been a drill I might have actually hurt someone. Instead, as I couldn't get back to sleep, I got up and the hurt was transferred to me and my poor head.

And now I'm sitting in my bright pink uni sweatshirt drinking glass after glass of water and wishing I could find my paracetamol pack.

But I'm happy. It was a FAB night out! Even the hangover is worth it.

Have I mentioned how I love uni?

Rock on,

KATY xxxx

LISTENING TO:
A Star Is Born - Hercules (Disney)

Thursday, 19 November 2009

Of Turkey Dinosaurs and Ice Cream...

Woke up early(ish). Started on essay. Got stuck on essay. Again.

Gave up (again) on essay at 600 words about 10.30am and started surfing the net...

So. Random fact about me. I'm a big Sarra Manning fan. She's the British author of GUITAR GIRL, LETS GET LOST, PRETTY THINGS and new novel UNSTICKY. She writes a blog the link to which you'll find in the website list to the right. Her books are brilliant. Read them.

Anyway, when I started reading her blog I listened to some of her recommended music and loved it. Hello Saferide, The Priscillas and Belle and Sebastian are high on that list. So I went back to her blog today to find some more (recommendations).

Which in a very, long, complicated and rambling way leads me to: SPOTIFY.

Possibly the best invention ever after hash brown sandwiches, Google and peanut butter. Not necessarily in that order.

I finally managed to get it. Took me a long time. But I did it. And I got a few bands and singers to listen to as recommended by Sarra M: The Boy Least Likely To, Pixies Three, Lucky Soul and Shangri Las.

Old-school 60s girl bands are amazing.

And I did (eventually and after two coffees and a lunch break where I discovered that the leftover rice from our Saturday curry had turned blue in its tupperware) finish the essay in time for my lecture.

While we waited for it to start, Rosie and I sat at the piano in our lecture room (yes. There is a piano in our lecture room. Love it) and learnt how to play an A, an A minor, a C, a D and an F chord. We were quite impressed with ourselves.

On a side note, I wore my pencil skirt today. I've only worn it twice, so I felt guilty and thought I should. And it was pretty strange remembering what it felt like to wear something that wasn't trackies or jeans...

Oh and I just got back from a Tesco's trip with Rosie, Andy, Tom and Shivers. It's always exciting when we go to Tesco's. We never know what we'll come home with. This time it was orange juice, turkey dinosaurs, Ben and Jerry's strawberry cheesecake ice cream and a box set of five romantic comedies for £10. Good ones too. NOTTING HILL, BRIDGET JONES, SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE, MY BEST FRIEND'S WEDDING and THE BREAK-UP.

So I'm happy.

Rock on,

KATY xxxx

LISTENING TO:
Rooftops - Lostprophets