These past few weeks have been rather odd. Iíve hardly seen my housemates at all because Iíve just been really busy with going out and football (this includes one day spent in bed because of a particularly bad hangover). The thing with going out is that you get a taste for it. Even though Iím now shattered, after having been out on Wednesday to Score, after having been to UEA, and Thursday to Kelseys (plus Iíve played football a lot and I went Streetvibing on Thursday), Iím really up for going out tonight as well. But since my housemates are nowhere to be seen, I think that they are all out with their respective boyfriends/girlfriends and Rich has gone home, I have no one to go out with. So probably what Iíll do is spend the whole evening in front of the TV, watching whatever theyíre showing from the Olympic Games, on my own no doubt.
So yes, anyway, these past few weeks have been odd because even though we have played brilliant football weíre out of the Cup and getting relegated from our division in BUSA, and Iíve also had some pretty crap news from my tutor. But all of these things somehow donít seem too bad because of the many great nights out Iíve had recently. So even though things are definitely not going my way, it somehow feels as if they are. Maybe Iím just slightly delusional from a tad bit too much alcohol lately, but I just wanted to say that things are definitely good. Getting to know new people, starting dancing again, probably playing the best football I've done for a really long timeÖI canít stop smilingÖ
Playing Tyburn tomorrow and, as we beat them 7 Ė 0 last time we played them, I donít think that theyíll put up much of a challenge. But come and support anyway; the crowd last Sunday was wicked, would love to have a crowd equally big this week.