It’s currently a gloomy rainy Saturday afternoon and to my surprise I only awoke from my slumber around an hour ago. Rationale is filling the air around me and life has taken a somewhat slow pace right now, allowing me to breathe and create some head space. I feel like a sitting duck waiting for my holiday to come around; which is now only 10 days away. Between now and then I only have two things planned, a poetry evening and the theater . I suppose I should be using my time to arrange my clothes and prep for my holiday, but realistically I’ll deal with all that the day before due to who I am as a person.
This is the first blog post I have written without having to abandon some sort of work or responsibility, which feels weird but also I’m loving it! Since I last wrote, my head stills feels full but I’m nowhere near as stressed as I was while sitting my exams, which is expected really. I’ve done loads of cool things since my exams ended, some of them deserve their own post (aka pride) but I shall condense them into little sections.
I’m going to class this pride as my first pride, I’ve been once before this year but I only followed about 20 minutes of the parade as I just happened to stumble upon it and didn’t even know it was taking place, fake gay right? Buuttt, this year was different and incredible!! Of course I went with Abigail and we met Sophie during the day and spent the remainder of the day in Trafalgar Square, singing, dancing and just enjoying the atmosphere! The day went so smoothly apart from Abigail forcing us to get off the tube early to wee and then again queuing for what felt like forever in Starbucks toilets for the loo. I arrived at Pride pretty drunk, but after a lot of weeing, pictures and queuing to get into pride, my drunkenness had faded but I was still happy as ever. It’s so nice to see such a big community come together, Pride always makes my insides mushy and makes me smile with joy as I see rainbows plastered all of London. It makes me incredibly proud to be who I am and makes me feel grateful for being able to participate in Pride, grateful that I am out and have I’m in a very gay relationship which I don’t have to hide. Lots of pride pictures at the end of the blog!! It’s honestly so hard and time-consuming trying to nicely add pictures in on this website, so apologies they’re always attached at the end.
Other bits I’ve been up to
The rest of July so far has also been treating me well and has given me lots of things to do! I’ve visited the superhero cafe, something which I would not recommend. Abigail managed to make a deal with her brother and he gave us two freak-shake vouchers he had. If you don’t know what a freak-shake is, it’s basically a glorified milkshake. Anywho, we also decided to get food at this place too, bad mistake. The milkshake was awful and tasted nothing like the ingredients that was meant to be in it, the food tasted weird and the tables were sticky and the staff were rude and unapproachable (I suddenly feel like I’m doing a TripAdvisor review) . It’s alright though, the day didn’t end in doom and gloom, we both popped to Westfield and had a little fun shopping. Abigail bought a ‘you grow girl’ cactus shop from Topshop. In fact, we saw a girl in the exact same top yesterday, to which Abigail reacted and said ‘I look cuter in it’ which is true. However, apart from disappointing food, I also went out clubbing with my friends. I mean, where we went I wouldn’t exactly class as a club, more of a bar in the daytime which turns its lights off and turns into a club in the evening? hmm. This night was filled with £1.50 student night drinks, terrible dancing and memories to last a lifetime. Let’s just say, the hangover in the morning was worth it. Apart from binge drinking, I have also turned into a oh I’ll just have a drink or two while I’m at *insert event* kinda person. The other week, I popped down to the Secret Comedy Club (which was free) with Abigail, Sophie and Jas to see an improv group, one I have seen before, but erm let’s just say they are better in small doses rather than a two-hour show. The interval left me running to the bar for a drink or two, I still find it bizarre that I’m of legal age to buy alcohol and other restricted items, even though I’m not closer to being 19 than 18; so bloody weird. I wonder why I also end up at such strange events that majority of people wouldn’t even think about going to. Often, I find myself scrolling through the events page on Facebook looking at things to go to, most of the time I just mark interested and never think of it again, but more recently me and Abigail end up going, go us!
You’ve probably come to wonder why the title of the blog post is ‘Headbanging’. Well folks, Abigail banged her head on wall in her house and we ended up at A&E for around 5 hours, fun (!). In the end, she was okay but it was better to be safe then sorry. The time flew by, mostly because me and Abigail never know when to shut up around each other. There was also a rather interesting women in the waiting room with us, who kept us engaged in a conversation that didn’t involve us. Seeing Abigail smack her head on a wall running away from a bee in her house made my stomach turn, I hate seeing people in pain. The other week Abigail got her cartilage pierced and I nearly passed out from the blood and the general sight of pain in her face. Moral of the story, don’t run from bees, simply speed walk away, much safer.
Apologies for this post being so long! I’m still not sure what the purpose of this blog is, I think I’m going to start doing more blog posts surrounding issues maybe or reviews and generally make it more bloggy, if that makes sense. I’m currently reading a book called ‘The Man Who Couldn’t Stop Thinking’. A book that is making me feel very validated and I’m growing more attached to it page by page. Maybe I’ll finish before I go on holiday and write a little review.
I hope July is treating everyone well!