I've been spending a lot of time with Caro recently. She's got this whole laid back cheapskate student set up going on in North London and I've got to say, I have slightly fallen in love with the whole scene. We're officially clubbing buddies now (or just drinking buddies, in general) and between us we generally pool quite a lot of attention. I'm 5'9" and she's 5'10.5, so imagine us in heels, together, in tiny little tight dresses with our hair down... it's quite a show, and that's coming from someone who has self-esteem issues. I met her friends from her course, who are all exceedingly clever and attractive but totally lovely. There's this one guy, Nate, whom Caro and I are absolutely
obsessed with. He's the ultimate sage personality - witty, charismatic, charming, enigmatic almost. But he also has this whole brooding thing going on which is totally mysterious and hot. He's pretty much a man whore to boot and has every girl on the course lusting after him... but Caro is convinced they're going to end up fucking at some point over the next four years. On other boy news, there's this guy Joshua who we met Thursday night, he's a history student and very into me. I was going to have lunch with him at the university but sort of bailed because I got freaked out. Guess I like the chase and there is none with him, so maybe I'll see if we can settle on friends because he is a really nice guy, and we have good conversations... wouldn't wanna waste that, especially not at this stage. Maybe I should just go for it. I mean I spoke to Alfie on the phone last night and all he could bring himself to talk about with me was how many girls he'd hooked up with since the beginning of freshers... fuck it, he obviously doesn't give a shit, so why should I?
I'm replacing my ex-smoking habit with a newfound drinking habit, and don't worry yourselves - it's not as bad as it was this summer, but I am definitely starting to drink more now. My tolerance has gone up a bit so it takes slightly more vodka to get me drunk... but I'm okay with that, it's better than eating at any rate. Maybe it's time to go on the Drunk Diet. Right now I'm off to visit Tina who's poorly in bed recovering from a stomach bug. I'm armed with Innocent smoothies, orange juice, fruit yogurt and pear cider - I'm officially the best friend in the world. Okay, maybe the pear cider is more for me than for her... you want to know the sick thing? Secretly I'm hoping I get ill too, so I can vomit my way into the 130s. If that's not fucked up, I don't know what is. But if anyone understands it it'll be you guys.
Love x
Aww, that's uncool of Alfie to be bringing all that up. You could probably do without hearing all that...
ReplyDeleteDrinking is just plain fun. And it sometimes makes the scale go down too, which is also nice. And at least you have a close clubbing budy! It's just good to have a close anything.
Isn't so funny how we just always want to be in the next set of "tens" weight wise? Like it's not enough to just be losing,it's always the strive to see smaller middle digits. Silly us, but it is addicting.