SHIT I LOVE FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE'S NEW SONG IT MAKES MY WOMB ACHE WITH LOVE. sorry it just came one the radio and i had to get it out there. looking back that does sound rather creepy....ANYWAY
Again this is more events that occurred during the summer. Right i think everyone will agree with me once you break up with someone you do go through a slag stage, where you go out, kiss a load of boys and feel good again, it happens, no one should be ashamed of the slag stage, it's part of the natural world. well of course i went through the stage, and maybe i'm still sitting in the stage? i don't know we'll see how my life pans out. so during the summer i had two opportunities to work the slag stage, one went well, and one didn't.
So i got back from my holiday after a few flings with some spanish blokes which made me feel pretty again so it's all good. then i went to a club with my friends, and this is the bad night out. so me and my friends went to this place which we found out later is the 6TH WORST NIGHT CLUB IN EUROPE, i don't understand why we went. it was ridiculous. so we all got there a little pissed, got in and the smell of fags, BO, sweat and cheap body spray literally blew my hair back, it was so so so grim. this club is very small, very loud and full of chavy boys and large girls in skimpy outfits, not "happening" by an stretch of the imagination. i was wearing strappy heels, bad move. but i refused to take them off, i don't know what shit was on that floor, well i did, it was red bull, because that's all the can buy in this place so after a few hours lets not lie, no one was drunk, just hyper and that in my opinion is just lame. it also means that all the groppy, grindy boys were not drunk while they did these disgusting acts, foul, actually foul. some people looked like they were having sex they were grinding so graphically in front of us. nice, real nice.
so by half ten i just wanted to go home, but we had said we'd stick it out to the end (which was at one) and none of us were going to break that promise. so we were stuck in this hot, sweaty night club (which was so crowded some people couldn't get on and off the dance floor) and going outside was impossible as it was full of underage smokers under a thick fog of fag smoke, attractive i know. So let me sum it up for you, inside, the prospect of being felt up by some ugly prepubescence boy or passing out because of the heat, or going outside and increasing my chance of lung cancer, gross.
and you know what tops this all off? so when we finally leave, our taxi doesn't turn up. fucking brilliant.
and so we sat there with groups of scary chavs around us, and there were a few times where i thought it was the end for me and i was going to get raped or something like that.
so we have to phone for another and i get home at 3 in the morning, smelling of other peoples sweat, red blocks of pain as my feet and tired as hell. bed was so necessary. what a shitty night.
tragic.
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