Song – Band
This is so awkward. I had to end things with James. It all happened far too fast, and in the whirl of how crazy everything has been I thought it was what I wanted, but everything has caught up with me and I realised that I can’t do this yet. I’m not ready for another boyfriend. He was lovely, but it just wasn’t working. Its for the best, y’know?
But other than that cheerful subject, after a clearly stressful week, had another busy weekend! Friday night was Fletcher’s 18th. Fletcher is this legend of a kid, so I rather enjoyed the night. It was one of those great gatherings where most people get along (or at least no drama) and could just enjoy eachother’s company. Met a bunch of new people too so that was nice. AND got to see Jake again, he’s great.
Saturday night was Yasmin’s birthday dinner. It was her birthday on Tuesday, so Saturday we all went out for Thai – just the girls, so Maddie, Stacey, Yasmin, Loretta, Hayley and Stella. Had a bit of a repeat of the other night and went to Max Brenner again, amazing moment in which we all started singing her happy birthday, and everyone there joined in. I love it when that happens.
So yeah. I’m starting to wonder if I should tell Jamie Britain about my blog so the next series of Skins can be based off my life. This is insanity. (Speaking of Skins; FINALE?! I loved it. Franky is me).
We started visiting the snow on Monday. It took a bus & two trains to get to the snow, those daily rides nearly killed me. Our boarding instructor was the best, Tom. Think stereotypical surfie dude with dreadlocks and blonde hair and lanky and stuff. Trust I get out to the snow and my goggles break, so I had to wear his. Snow boarding is difficult as hell, by the way. They say you’ll spend a lot of time on your arse but in the long run you’ll choose to because standing up is like death. By the end of the first day my hips/tailbone were so sore it wasn’t fair. The first day was a blizzard too, so after our lessons we didn’t go much, just chilled in the ridiculously overpriced coffee shop. After our time at the snow was over, we had free time in which Stella, Stacey, Maddie and I hung out with a few of the boys playing poker and chilling out with music (one kid, Michael, had a perfect music taste). That night was also the start of the ‘night activities’ the camp people set up to entertain us. We had to run a mini-market kind of thing and work at “stalls” (Stace, Mads, Stell, and two guys called Hugh and AJ and I were all working on the “secret messages” postal service lmao) which was kind of rubbish but fun for getting to know people.
The next day, Tuesday, was the best conditions on the snow. Struggled with my boarding again but I don’t think I’ll ever be a pro boarder so its cool. Did a few runs which was good enough. Chilled out in the snow with Stacey, Maddie and Chrystal again after, made snow boobies and angles and things. So much fun. That night was also “movie night” – they played Zoolander which was pretty alright. Wednesday again with the snow, blizzard. Only did half the lesson cos the conditions were so bad. It was a pretty crappy day weather wise anyway, and because by then our teachers decided that you couldn’t hang out in common rooms of other peoples, we were pushed out into the BBQ area of a sports field – it was freezing. Wednesday night there was a trivia night. In a group with Stacey, Maddie, Hugh, AJ, Stella, Max, Jess and Patricia, we came third I think. There were challenges mixed in too, I got to participate in a lovely fashion parade of superhero nature. Lamest thing.
Thursday, the last full day. Even worse conditions in the snow, I didn’t even go to my lesson, just chilled out in the coffee shop with a bunch of injured people (Maddy, Amy, Jack, AJ (you should see this kid’s face, looks like he was mauled by a bear), Jay) and waiting for everyone else to come back up. Being the lovely social people we were we spent a lot of time just adding everyone on facebook, lmao. That afternoon was spent saying goodbye to Stacey (she had to leave a day early), returning boards and stuff, and having the boys hide in our rooms (we were not hanging out in the rain again). The night activity, a disco. The lamest thing the world ever graced. Bush dances, macarena… you had it all. I spent a lot of the night doing my own thing, which naturally resulted in a lot of people making sure I could stand (my shoes broke, my boots… the heal ripped off… and trying to rave on your own with broken boots isn’t something I should have attempted). But it was still fun and kind of bad because it meant the camp was ending.
