Hostess with the Mostess

Bonjour!

Last week (I told you there would be a lot of catching up to do) I held my first beach party of the summer.

Yes, I was the hostess with the mostess.

All you need is some music, rugs, fold out chairs, alcohol, good company.. et voila!!! You've got yourself a fab night ahead of you. And fab it was!! It was so nice to just take a damn CHILL PILL, watch the sunset and actually have a decent conversation with somebody.

Of course, things didn't exactly run as smoothly as my suave bullet point list made it out to be... I did get so stressed and worried beforehand that I reversed right into my boyfriends car (but lets not talk about that)...

Overall...... It WAS a fab night and I think everybody had a fun time. I, for one, ended up swigging Malibu from the bottle after misplacing my wine every two seconds (thus getting angry and impatient). This resulted in deep, meaningful and perhaps, well... not perhaps... just very inappropriate conversations with strangers who happened to rock up after sunset.

With all the drinking and socialising, I did manage (I can't think how or even when) to reflect on my LIFE as it were. It must have been as I sat there, drinking wine and taking a look around, that I realised how lucky I am to be situated in such a lovely place and surrounded by such lovely people.

It's sad how I don't even notice the sound of the waves lapping against the shore outside my bedroom window anymore and how I haven't, not even once, gone swimming in the sea yet this summer. I realised that life shouldn't be taken for granted, especially not the one that's been handed to you on a plate.

Note to self: stop being a dick and go swimming in the sea!!!!

Real note to self: Don't take the summer/your home/the ocean for granted.

I'll miss it when I'm at uni... in Scotland.. cold..... eughhhhh.

Happy Blogging people!

Long Time No Speak

Hey

I'm doubting people have even noticed my absence from the bloggosphere (although I'd like to imagine people have missed me) but still, I have been feeling really quite guilty about leaving my blog alone for this long. Very strange... I didn't realise how much I actually use this thing.. how much I like to blog/think about blogging/stalk other blogs etc etc, until I had no time to do any of those things this past week!

It has been amazing!!

My first week of freedom that is..

Just so you know, my exams..... meh... they went OK.. not bad.. alright.. could have been worst/better (you know the drill) but I have dispelled the dreaded thought of that little piece of paper (which has the potential power to fuck everything up) from my mind and I am just going about my days, sporting a carefree mind.

There is much to tell, many photographs to share, gossip to vent! But for now, I shall update you with the latest -

My Leaver's Ball.

The name is pretty much self explanatory, it was a ball for those who are leaving school (like me) which joyfully cost 50 squids and consisted of 'free' wine, mediocre food, gowns, gleeful chat and shameful dancing. Overall, the night was hilarious and so much fun!

I had such a 'ball'.

(I know you love my jokes)

Now, I could rant for Britain with all that has gone on this week, but I think it's safest to save my gossip for another (preferably rainy) day. Here are my favourite photos taken from Friday night. A small summary of the event you could say....

You have here some of the gals, looking gorgeous at Tiffany's house before the ball.

You have here cousin G unit and mee! My dress was bought about 4 hours before this photograph was taken! That's right.. it is a drastic dress. It turns out the dress I had bought off ASOS a week beforehand decided not to show up - cue PANIC STATIONS and even a few tears. But it all turned out fine! I prefer that dress actually! It's from French Connection (my favourite shop) and, even though the length was madness, It was so lovely to wear.

Freeman and Tom

(he wasn't going to the ball, incase you were questioning his attire)

Yup, there's me, cheekily (drunkenly) posing for the camera.

Girls go Beige

My date, Willy Wonka and I

(he got head butted and his nose is now wonky, although he is adamant that this is not the case)

His is sometimes called Willoughby and he is just my friend - for the record.

I've cut the meal photographs and got straight to the good stuff - the dancing.

Oooooo the dancing. I wish I could dance like this every night.

S Club 7 never gets old.

A bit out of place eh?

After the ball, we all headed back to Tiffany's for the 'after party' and made full use of her lovely pull and hot tub!

This is the hilarious part of the evening, Freeman and I laughed more than usual.

I put this one on just to affirm my drunken state.

All the signs are there, run mascara, eyes closed, idiotic smiles and beer in hot tub....

classic.

After sleeping on the conservatory floor, a good stretch and bounce on the trampoline was crucial.

I am so happy to be posting! :)

Please take note of that 'smile'... It is a rare thing that I 'smile' on here...

I'm just so happy okay!

Anyway, I'm off to go watch the tennis final.

But it's good to be back (whata drama queen)

Happy Blogging!

Think, India, THINK

So, here it is...

My last ever school exam.

2.00pm.

I am so nervous, I just sort of sit here in perpetual horror.

What if I sit in the exam thinking, 'say whaaaat???'

What if I write a whole load of philosophical crap?

What if I fail?

What if I don't get into uni?

okokokok, panic stations.

I should be fine.

I can DO this.

As long as I've got my thinking cap on.

Dear Lord!

It really is time to

Wish me Luck

ALL HAIL Study Leave!

Bonjourno!

Study Leave - fundamentally the greatest thing ever invented by humanity!!!

Waking up at 10, lazing around in the sunshine, swimming in the sea, taking a dip in the pool, going solo with my notes... it's as though i've died in school and gone to study leave heaven! I love study leave! I pretty much love revising... only because it's fun to know and understand things, (don't you find?) it means I won't keel over with fear before entering that exam room.

But truth be told, I haven't been doing that much revision... I just need a break!! Okay, my exams are in 2 weeks, but this week I thought I'd take a chill pill, enjoy that happy vitamin D and get a bit of a tan going. Of course, I tell my family that 'I can work so much better in the sunshine'... but this is in fact FALSE.

1. The white page makes my eyes squint, water and inevitably close.. reading becomes difficult.
2. Suncream somehow manages to move from my nose and into my eyes.. reading becomes impossible.
3. My auntie makes me wear a hat :( I feel generally uncool.
4. She also makes me wear really uncool sun glasses (although these uncool items have vastly helped me with the reading..)
5. The wind is my enemy.

I think i'll try and work inside over the next couple of weeks... it's probably for the best.

Happy revising all!