Right, well what was looking to be a messy and fraught weekend has come to an end, it's now Monday morning, and I'm not actually feeling that great.
The Cricket Ball was held on Saturday with success in majority. Most people seem to have enjoyed themselves, lots of positive comments have been made, everyone was suitably lashed, and more random pulling occured. In general it went well. I had a fucking awful night. Up until the end of the meal all was fine; the bus turned up, our room was set up very well, the table plans evetually got sorted, everyone (well, nearly everyone) turned up, the food was good and Graham Lloyd was magnificant. JJ did brilliantly there, he's a star. I even enjoyed my bit on the microphone if I'm honest…being the centre of attention for a few minutes each term does you no harm I've decided.
However, the evening worsened. One of our freshers had some exceedingly bad and very depressing news delivered to her Saturday morning, and she told me all about it. I was glad she opened up, and I tried very hard to help, but it was possibly the hardest thing I've ever had to deal with. I really hope she's OK. She's a damn brave girl.
Combined with this someone decided to pretty much piss in my face and make the female toilets an absolute state. Why the hell would anyone do that? Managed to clear it up, but still, can't help feeling someone was out to get me.
On top of this, my best friend was absolutely battered. Worse than I've seen her before (or maybe I just noticed it more cos I was sober). In the end she ended up slapping me and pulling my hair, pushing me against doors and scaring the shit out of me. They were possibly my worst 10 mins ever. I really was scared and it was my best mate doing it. Even worse Matt just stood and watched for a while. Still makes me feel sick thinking back to that.
Anyway, it was a good evening on the whole. I'm glad everyone else enjoyed it. Had hoped to be able to go for a drink with JJ on Sunday but I think he's a bit down. I feel crap about that, he's the nicest bloke in the world and he made the ball, he did an absolutely ace job. In the end went for a drink with Matt, Rogers and Rachel, which was nice. Still getting used to the idea of Rach and Rogers but it's nice.
All in all things went OK this weekend. Did no work and feel shit about that now. But hey, I always feel like that. Busy week this week. Better get on…