I left my bed

Outside. I’m drinking wine as we speak. Whether it is the stress that uni is upon me, or the fact I now need glasses for activities such as the cinema, I can’t help but feel like this wonderful trip out contributed to how miserable I feel. Dismaland was everything I wanted to be and more. We arrived to Weston super- mare around 3.30 pm and had a nice walk along the beach with a drink before arriving at the queue. It didn’t look bad and luckily for us, we had the glorious sun to stand and wait in. I had to take all my winter prep layers off it was that hot and I am not a girl that likes to be without a jumper, #unessicarysweatpatches anyone? As we got closer to the kiosk, we realised this wasn’t your normal queue and it wasn’t your normal kiosk. “LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, I KNOW YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING 4 TO 6 HOURS, BUT IF YOU COULD JUST PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU CAN HAVE THE CORRECT CHANGE IT WOULD SAVE A LOT MORE TIME” bellowed a man with a megaphone. Shit. They are pissed off. I look...

I don't even really know where to begin. I managed to get some guest tickets for "The Royal Tease" burlesque show at the Intrepid Fox. We had almost a full house to go out with so I knew it was going to be pretty good whatever happened. And we had Molly. So you know. There was a strong start to the evening. I had to round everyone up, kind of like a mother. Everyone needed a wee or forgot their oyster card. We finally made it out the door 20 minutes later, only to get a tube that was forever delayed at every stop. We were dropping like fly's trying to get to Archway. James left at London bridge to wee and Molly left 2 stops before we got there after standing up because "it would help" and leaving her empty bottle of wine on the seat. I did a lot of shouting. There was a 10 minute wait in between each stop and i was half an hour late for something i was suppose to be reviewing. We got there and it was rammed. This tiny little "metal bar" just o...

After a hard (boring) day at work it was finally the work do. I didnt really want to go. Lauren was home for Christmas, Jonathon refused to come from day one and I was tired. Never the less, we got let out 30 minutes early. I told Johnathon i was going to text him every 5 minutes so he could feel like he was there. Mark led what he thought was the way to the pub. And after a lot of walking and chronic texting to Johnathon. We found the place. Its a cool little bar in Farringdon called - Be @ one. Its actually really neat. Its not that big but they were blaring some old bangers as soon as we walked in. Id like to tell you the drinks are cheap but if im honest, i have no idea. I didnt pay for one drink (thanks work). We made our way down to the basement which is where our work party was being held. It was absolutely packed and i couldnt see anything for looking. I spoke to my boss for the first time EVER and he gave me some tokens to get some large glasses of wine (Oh god)...