Back to uni

After an amazing Christmas at home I'm SO glad to be back at uni! I've missed my friends here so much!

My journey back to uni started with this episode. Turns out buying new shoes and getting my Christmas things back to uni was going to be much more of a challenge than I thought. I had to sit on my case to close it and sacrifice my Ugg's! then I couldn't even get it off the bed because it was so heavy, my dad had to put it onto the train for me and upon arrival back into Kings Cross two of my friends had to come and meet me to help! It took two of us to get it down the stairs from the Northern line at Bank onto the Dlr and as well as this case I had two bags! people were beginning to get agitated because we were taking so long! How embarrassing. My hopes of meeting some hunky man to helping me were shattered, I am just glad that it wasn't raining!

Anyway I hadn't even been back at my flat an hour before my friend develops the 'puking cup'. There are no words to describe how much enjoyment 12 students got from a polystyrene cup and some orange juice (picture above). Anyway we cracked open the bottles of vodka and did what we do best, drink ourselves into oblivion with our new game 'drinking jenga'. Basically just a set of jenga blocks with truth, dare, shot, nominate etc written on the blocks that you have to do when you pull them out, if you knock over the tower you drink the dirty pint, simple. For the first time ever, the dirty pint was nice, I swear people were knocking over the tower on purpose just to drink this pint.

After everyone had gone to bed me and a couple of friends decide that we (I) haven't had enough so I crack open my 'emergency bottle of wine' and drink the whole bottle to myself, then the three of us passed out on my bed. I woke up yesterday with the worlds WORST hangover as you can imagine and a mustache drawn on my face in marker pen. Basically just a standard night. I spent the day in bed yesterday and watched Mamma Mia with Martin, then a few of us sat up drinking tea and talking until half 5 this morning after Jake was telling ghost stories and I was too scared to go to bed on my own. My plan for the rest of the day is to catch up with some reading in prep for being back at uni tomorrow, and work a cheeky 4 hour shift.

xoxoxoxo