Sunday, 17 January 2010

Out with the girlies

So. For the first time in forever I was going out clubbing, with Marnie and Yaz. I thought there was going to be more people but many people couldn't or didn't want to make it, so it was just the 3 of us. We eventually decided to go to Liquid, which although the most popular club in Pompey, I've never been to. We spent forever deciding what we were going to do though and it was raining, which was not ideal. Coats over heads it was! So we quickly got pissed at Marnie's, spoke about a few things. It made me realise, as much as I love Marn and Yaz. They don't support me, not as much as my uni friends at least. Maybe it's because the situation is different or something but it makes me apprciate my uni friends, sometimes, they understand me a lot better than my old friends do. Ahh well, I spose we have different friends for different reasons. No one is perfect. Especially not me.

There was many, many giggles though. Especially when Marnie told us she didn't know what the IRA was!!!!! Where has she been?! She thought it was short for Iraq, WTF! Ahh well, blissfully ignorant I suppose...

Before going to Liquid we went to V bar and had a few shots because they're £1 and they have a HUGE selection many with rude names such as blow job, clit teaser, etc. I had a silver bullet, mainly because it had butterscotch in, it was lush. I also had a very fruity sex on the beach, nom nom! We danced for a bit until Liquid opened and we headed there. It was 2 for 1 drinks and entry so that was a pretty good deal. It's really nice in there, very cool. Marnie rushed to the loo whilst me and Yaz queued up to hand our coats in, £1.60 to store them! Outrageous! Anyway, whilst in the queue there was this horrid foreign guy behind us. He was hitting on Yaz saying "very nice", etc. I told him she had a boyfriend she thanked me for the save but he couldn't leave her alone. He was touching her hair and I swear if he'd kept it up I would have done something. It was pissing her off which made me angry. He was talking in his native tongue to his mates and pointing at her. Rude bastard. Luckily we didn't bump into him again.

We got some drinks and sat down for a bit before getting up and dancing. The music wasn't bad but V bar had better music in my opinion. After dancing Marnie wanted to buy two more drinks (2 for 1) so we sat down again for a little while. Two guys came and sat down opposite us. All I could think was, oh here we go...the confident one, who'd made the move to come over, was chatting up Yaz. Though he asked for all our names, took our hands and kissed them. He was nice but it was a bit weird/cheesy. He asked us all what we were currently doing with our lives. Yaz and Marnie are of course still at college for their 3rd year. I said I was at uni, he asked which, I said Kingston, the response? "Fuckin' hell, brainy!". He then asked what I studying, I answered and got the same response again. After that he leaned into Marnie and said "My mate here thinks you are stunning". His mate remained quiet the entire time bless him. So yet again I'm with two way too gorgeous girls (even though Marn doesn't believe she is, no matter how many men she gets hitting on her) and I, of course am just the brainy one. Okay, so it's not so bad, being called brainy but that's how I've always felt. I've been "the smart one". It was probably the alcohol but it seemed to bother me for the rest of the night. It's a stupid thing to get caught up on but (especially with girls) things are always a competition, even if none of us want to compete. We do. It's hard to explain but easy enough to relate to the animal kingdom...

We all got tired way too quickly and ended up going home at about 1:30am. We got a taxi back. It was a good night overall, I just wish the music was better, we didn't have someone trying to constantly talk to us while we were dancing (there was a bloke bothering us on the dancefloor the entire night) and that we weren't all so tired. Still, it was nice to see Yaz and Marn again, especially Yaz.

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