Wooh, 3 great events in 48 hours

Wooh. So I have been trying to become more social after hiding myself away from everyone. This is partly as I miss the laughs, adventures and company. Partly as I am secretly a party animal inhiding. Rawr.

The first of the three great events was meeting Rosie, Kyle and Harry for Lunch in Westfield. As usual we were driven to get food in Wagamamma-especially since Harry had 20% for working in the White Company. Awesome.





Oh, Harry got me these..Lifesavers fromAmerica. Lovely!



Gossip was caught up upon..
Rosie-Moving to Shelfield in October and the house party is the end of September
Harry-Going to Rome for a week.
Kyle-Looking for a job for the Summer and awaiting the results for the first year..

Okie, so it is hardly anythnig to cause shock to the world, but it was still good to catch up on..That and be Cam Whoress...


We did stumble on a free gig-Chipmonk..a up and rising Grunge star.To me it was only noise. I had to cover my ears in pain. urgh. Added the fact that the screaming fans were not helping..I was in hell. Urgh.



Shopping was more fun!



Soon had to escape to my next adventure...

Swap a Rama!

It was a event where people swapped clothes. All night. A brilliant way to socialise and meet new people..

Met up with Claude and Brenda in Old Street and raced towards the club...

It was pretty obvoius to find to be fair..






The music was a mixture of 70's to modern tracks. You know when the DJ's is talented when you need to go pee for the last half an hour and you think "After this song...One more track then I will go"...
The crowd was lively too..Good clothes for swapping and a lot of guys with poor negioation skills...I glanced around to see half the guy having only dresses, or swapping their tops for glasses! Only 3 women were down in bras..Aww haa haa.














I managed to get 2 nice tops and a denim skirt, Cluade got a sexy dress, while Brenda got her hands on a fitted top. All in all a good night..Same again next month!

Then the next night(Friday) I went out to see comedy with darling Brenda..She had a share ticket so I decided to claim it. It was a comedy about "the 10 Commandments". Not as edgy or shocking as they could have taken it.. But still an okie night..
We decided to have a mini pub crawl around Camden afterwards. We were horrified to discover there was not one good night advertised in the main clubs. For a Friday night, in the middle of the "Camden Fringe" event about half 10..Shocking. .
Seriously-House music and Cheese was to be found..
Did see a band I fell in love with..A band called "The Jonhson"..The lead singer was dressed as a cat for pete sake...Hair as cat ears!








Anyway..I was glad to get home..Fell in a coma ready for the Freerun competition tomorrow!
:)

Happy birthday Harry!

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It was Harry's birthday celebration and as he was turning 21 he wanted something really special.Cinema, Dinner, drinks, club, sleepover. With Rosie, Kyle and myself. (others coming later) I was destined to spoil it. I arrived home from night duty and threw myself into bed. I woke up to late for dinner and cinema, so met them as they were finishing at Henry J. Beans. Judging by the complaints I did not miss much! (Iam not the biggest fan of burgers anyway..Especially expensive ones that taste bad anyway!) We soon trooped back to Harry's for alcohol games and getting changed. I got drunk fast after having no dinner, and I also had to then go home to change my outfit. I was told that in no way was it okie to wear jeans into Punk. Rosie also did my make-up.



Hm, we got to Punk just after 8.30. I managed to get free shots for the first round, which was awesome..The drinks were way to expensive to buy many! The club itself was okie, though I did enjoy the music. Not as good as Metro or the famous Roxy's, but passable
Met up with two old faces as well..David and Gary, who popped by to say hello..Then they disappeared and never returned from theit hunt for food-how rude. Grr..





Harry was a loon and danced every track, til we got told to leave. All was so tired by then, we were grateful for the bus to Harry's, crashing on the sofa's.



Good times.

So..John used to Blog.

I was talking to Rolo and the convo of Old blogs came up. I used to keep diaries since I was 6 and it was only recently that I decided to keep my thoughts and memories on line..This is due to the fact I can pretend to be "Studying", the ease to include photos without printing them off and the time limit. Plus the Pain of rereading the entries-Let's just say knowing that a lot of people are going to reread what I hastily type, makes me want to be *Slightly* less emo.. Anyway..

John's Blog:



Rosie's blog
Rolo's myspace
(She has loads..But cannot remember the addy of them. Tis!!)



First internet Love
First Blog on Blogger
Then Second

And of course.Myspace! (Which was inbetween the blogger 1 and 2)
(You get the point..See how I improved. I was so bad at writing back..only slightly better now)

A night to Remember..Or maybe not

The night was to be a good one. The plan was simple. Revoultion fun with vouchers to make it Cheaper and then Roxy's for an all nighter of Dancing and Laughing. If only I hadn't drunk so much. I got to the bar early with Tom and Harry. Drinks were Chose and consumed



. More drinks were soon to follow, til the world was starting to look rosy, as I became tispy. Tom was also a fast drinker and we were happily humming to the songs playing in the background.




Revolutions is also going through a lovely Italian Phrase Where there are "rewards" for those from that fine counrty.



Rosie and Phoebe soon joined the fun, and this time brought shots so we could play "I never" and "Tops and Buttoms".



Rosie also taught us a game where you you stack the cards on top of a thin glass and blow on them. The aim was supposed to be the last card to be blown off, meant that Blower had to drink/ down a shot. Tis quite good.



Harry, Phoebe and I also got a bit addicted to the bread sticks that were foolishly laying on the table.




More and more were consumed until we were banned from asking for any more at the bar. We made good vampires and weapons, as well as Bar snacks..And to think..We thought they were incense at first ><














There was also Tom's marvellous T-Shirt.."I put the Man in Romance!"


There was also the make over we did for Harry. He looked good with the Glitter and Mascara.Not Rocky Horror Show Good-But good enough.


I personal think that the Cards on the head was a much sexier look then anything else..Just look how pretty me and Harry look:


Or even the "I am a stuffed Pig.Please Kill and eat my tender Flesh look"

Perhaps the "Smiles" all round:

That is were it all started to go wrong. I opened my fat mouth and said some things to Phoebe. I cannot remember what it was, but I made her upset. Really upset. The next thing I remember was being dragged away from her by Harry, and going home on the bus. I am glad he did drag me away, as Goodness knows what else I may have done. So, now the next day is here. I am sitting in my room, more angry at myself then anything else..The "argument" with Phoebe has caused a ripple effect and so now more people are suffering because of that. Goddess help me through the next few days..And the people that are hurting because of my lack of Tact and good taste when I am drunk.:(
Although I have talked and Apologised for my actions, I still feel the Fool.
Alchol. People change when they drink and I have seen a horrid side of me that has no quirms about saying things without thought. Has no clue how much the words can hurt more then a punch. Or have effect on long rooted friendships.
I have learnt my lesson now..No more drinking for Catherine for a while..Especially on those that I may say something to offend.
Now, if only my brain can believe what I am typing out!