I had no expectations for my birthday as I just thought it would feel like any other day. But these lovely people I call my flat mates and neighbours, whom I've not known very long, went above and beyond to make my day great.
Had a good lay in.
Had a glorious shower.
Went for lunch at spoons with Meera, Helen and Claire.
Went shopping with Claire.
Had a quick nap.
Began getting ready.
Ordered 2 XL pizzas!
Began drinking.
Drank some more.
Played drinking games.
Did a lot of shots.
.................
Hit the town!
Danced.
Drank.
Got Very Merry.
Got chips cheese and garlic sauce (didnt end up eating it :S)
And then hit the pillow.
Then came the day after.....
Oh my head. Oh my stomach. Oh my joints. Oh my thighs!
It was hard just to summon the energy and will power to shower haha.
And then my Practical Skills workshop. Two hours long, was more like an intensive yoga class mixed with gymnastics. I had to be the one the tutor kept choosing to flip and twist haaha.
Theeeeen came a lecture straight after. I do not know how I stayed concious that long! I power walked home, laid in my bed and died! literally didnt eat until 8pm.
I dont think getting trollied whilst having a cold was the best thing to do even if it was my birthday haha.