Such a good night- celebrated Helena's birthday with cheap wine, cupcakes and vintage Mills & Boon books before everyone turned up for the party. Ella was thrown in the bath, shoes and all, 'Nettle-bashing' has once again resumed which meant for a lot of the evening boys would run up and push her over/into furniture. Talked to funny people, danced a lot, accidentally stubbed someone's cigarette out on my hand and managed to keep camera entirely safe.
Eventually someone bounced an exercise ball off the island and broke loads of glasses so Helena's dad asked people to leave. We got a taxi and picked up Ella on the way who was found strolling distractedly down London Road and dropped her off before reaching home to enjoy pasta and American Wife-Swap.
Having a free house is marvellous! Today Jae, Molly and I woke up at one, ate hula-hoops for breakfast and then sang along to Grease in a hungover, yet blissful stupor.
I HAVE BLINDS! Yes, that's right 3 followers, after six miserable months of being woken up in the middle of the night by my temporary curtain falling down, i have finally been blessed with fancy blackout blinds. I keep staring at them lovingly from my bed across the room, it feels wonderful. So much more cosy and less clinical.
Can't wait until half term and then June 9th where all my exams will be over and i can enjoy the summer. Today genuinely revised politics for 12 hours (!!!) but am still unsure about large sections, bleurghhhhhhhhhhh. It's in the morning so afterwards Molly and I are going to drown our sorrows in a two pound 'Pot of Chocolate' from Joe's, a prospect so incredibly exciting in comparison to my past activities this week that i almost feel emotional mentioning it.
On the plus side, U2 are no longer playing Glastonbury, it's Helena's birthday party on Sunday and my family are going away for most of half term so am taking Jae in on as a temporary housemate. We are planning a mini-comune that i am very much looking forward to.
Also, not entirely sure about the band yet but i thought this video was lovely.
Since deactivating my account two months ago in preparation for exams, i have managed to find new ways to use the internet such as starting a blog, tetris, googling everything and now, internet shopping. I miss finding out gossip and seeing all the interesting pictures, it's sad but technology truly does play a vital role in our social lives these days.
On other news, this picture is really cool.
Have failed to send Amber and Maddy letters in Cicero/Atticus style as promised and must apologise for that. If it's any consolation i wrote you one on the back of a revision card in my library last week (complete with drawings and decoration) but forget to post it!
Finally, an accurate translation! Fabri fibra, we do not want your johnson.
In Brighton if I wanna know how you're doing, the question and the answer is: Alright mate If someone's in your face and trouble is brewing, the words you're gonna hear is: Alright mate If you wanna open bank accounts in London-town, the only thing you gotta say is: Alright mate If you don't wanna talk cuz you're feeling down, the only thing you gotta say is: Alright mate In England the girls drink all night long They give it up the first date man you can't go wrong They put their clothes on when you finish the game They don't even mind takin the walk of shame Over in England life goes much faster Smokin weed is a pleasure; less puffers, more passers And when you smoke this shit, it makes you lose your voice Quando fumi questa merda, man you lose your voice
SAY WHAT Big Fish, do you speak English? Fabri Hibbron, do you speak English? I'm askin you son, do you speak English, do you speak English, WHOA I wanna go in Inghilterra, Inghilterra, Inghilterra, etc.
In England you're broke and they give you welfare In Italy you're broke, well life can be unfair If you're gay and you're in Italy, don't let people know If you're in England, they'll promote you to CEO Fibra thinks in England there's no IVA, but I've paid it in England, so suck it Fibra In Italy the girls have skin like silk, but British girls drink Vodka like I drink milk and they bonk you in the bathroom while you're taking a pee, with her drunk friend puking up her crumpets and tea Over in England, disco's swingin, rap is swinging, hip-hop is swinging, the snatch is singin and my ears are ringing, the girls all want my johnson so that's what I'm bringin Who is number one? a bullet for my gun, like duran duran we're hip-hop hooligans raga
Big Fish, do you speak English? Fabri Hibbron, do you speak English? I'm askin you son, do you speak English, do you speak English, WHOA I wanna go in Inghilterra, Inghilterra, Inghilterra, etc.
Enjoy the silence BOOM. And just like that I'm bidding you adieu Cuz people here only talk about how they screw Although they barely ever hit it, and that's true The girls in England want it so bad they'll wait in a queue No stressing, and no guessing, the girls are easy so there's plenty of undressing While girls in Italy are still just obsessing And in Britian if you take a closer look at the street, You'll notice that the hookers aren't walking the beat They got'em if you want 'em if you know where to look But in Italy they keep 'em in a jail with the crooks In England your dreams'll never be denied I know the grass is greener on the other side Cuz in England white rappers don't get treated like they're wack In England I'd have won a VMA and that's a fact
We began the night full of energy, maximising our cutting out skills and laughing sadly at the dark prospect ahead. One cammomile later, jae was lagging and mum had fallen asleep 3 times, by half 12 i was the last one standing. At the time i went to bed, the conservatives still had no seats and Nick Robinson was remaining reasonably unbiased. Thank god i didn't stay up until the end!
However, as my politics teacher reminded us yesterday, this should have been effortless for Cameron and he did NOT suceed in gaining a strong parliament. Also, have found myself living in what is arguably one of the most hopeful constituencies in Britain politically, this is real change and i'll be backing Lucas all the way.
A woman came into the shop on Saturday and bought a massive, old gold bible who looked exactly like her down to the crucifix jewellery and cheekbones. Unfortunately she was very english sounding and very smoky.
Election prospects feel bleak. After weeks of daily discussion and debate about the parties, their leaders and the potential outcomes of different percentages, i am beginning to despair at the quite realistic prospect of a Conservative government. Despite now being substantially politically educated, it seems i am leaning towards that 'disillusionment' with British politics that so many young people complain of today.
However, there remains a ray of hope in terms of the Brighton Pavilion constituency which looks likely to elect the first Green MP ever, Caroline Lucas. She took part in a debate with the other candidates at my college and was the only person who stayed on afterwards to visit lessons and take student questions. We love you Caroline!
