Happy Father's Day to all fathers out there. Even though I highly doubt any father's do actually read my blog, however interesting it may seem. Haha. But in honour here is a photo of me and my daddy from friday.
So yes Leavers Ball was on friday night and I must say I did have a fabulous time, even if this fabulous time was compromised by 3 events which temporarily disheartened me in the evening. But I will come to those later.
So in the day friday I could not contain my excitement!!!! but I temporarily obtained a one day stomach bug meaning that once I ate something I did then proceed to throw it back up. So although I went to leavers incredibly skinny I also went there incredibly vulnerable to getting drunk very very quickly which after 3 double vodka and cokes I did.
I must make a mention of Miss Georgina Meckiffe who was my make up artist on the day and managed to some how make me look lovely. I am proud to be one of the first models for
Meckiffe Make-Up but I'm sure I wont be the last :D (I've even come up with a company name for you George )
Then after that it was a manic rush back to my house and as some of the photos show. My hair was still wet when people started arriving but I think I handled it well.
Pre-Drinks at my house was wonderful as the rain decided to hold off long enough for us all to have photos together and I must say that we all looked beautiful, well maybe the guys looked handsome not beautiful.
My wonderful parents had laid out a spread of chinese and indian buffet food and of course Pimms and Bucksfizzz. And the parents of our group did actually bond, I think mainly my dad and Joe's over football. We all feared that by the time we left for the actuall ball our jaws would have broken due to the incredible amount of photos our parents decided to kindly take of us. Especially my mum with her fancy dslr, her finger did not stopping clicking away, hense why I have only just now written a blog as I had to spend all of yesterday evening sorting through the photos.
After doing a partly a whole blog about them I finally got a picture with Joe and Dawny and dont we look just fabulous :D
I think my mum has high hopes of me and Joe getting married but I had to regrettably inform her that it was out of the question... as I couldnt possibly move to LA right now :P So yes there are about million beautiful photo which were taken at my house but i'll leave those on Facebook.
Chris proved to be the most hilarious drunk person ever and one who I have honoured with the title of this blog. Firstly he knelt on my grass and managed to get a massive grass stain on his trousers then somehow managed to scuff his shoe. Both times my dad came to the rescue who recieved the most flamboyant of thank yous that Chris could bestow upon him haha. Here's another moment of Chris's drunken insanity.
I would like to add that everyone who came to my house before hand, you guys are the sole reason I enjoyed myself so much at Leavers. Ascary thought is that all the people in our group photo, I didnt know 2 years ago, I didnt go to the same school as you guys but we've proved that it clearly doesnt matter. Uni is gonna be soo fun and I guarantee we'll be bouncing from uni to uni checking out the different bars and clubs each of us have on offer :D
Lakeside proved to be an excellant venue for the ball and I must say that I was shocked when I walked in because it is MASSIVE. Whilst getting drunk on spirits me and Sophie had decided to join the boys and watch the England match which they had kindly put on big screens. Then ensued much shouting on my part as once again and unsurprisingly the England football team proved to be, for lack of a better word, shit.
During the night I managed to get a snapshot with most of the people I love and have meant alot to me in my time in college. INCLUDING one of me a very excited Amy with our History teacher Chris. It was a beautiful moment... check out his bow tie.
Fireworks were magical and proved to impress and allow the crowd to go 'ooooh' and 'ahhhh'. Low points of the night must be touched upon I suppose. Now big night is going to go without a hitch, and unfortunatly I am one of those people who will dwell on the bad things which may seem to outway the good stuff. So this will appear to be a self theraputic blog as I realise that these things barely matter in comparison to the amazing time I had with my amazing friends.
Firstly I was looked like a piece of shit a number of times by three guys who have now hold such insignificance in my life its laughable. You are all ugly haha and I shouldnt have let it get to me that everytime you saw me all I heard was 'Oh look theres Tash' or 'what a fucking mess'. I looked better than you three could ever hope for in your life and better than any girl who would ever go near you. I dont care if you're Sams's friends and you hate me. Grow up. This was rectified aswell by Sophie marching us straight threw them and 'accidentally' banging into one of them and stepping on another foot. Brilliant times :)
Another down point came from seemingly being ignored for most of the night by someone I care alot about. After all the things everyone have said to me they were given an excuse to say I told you so, that was not fun. I know you're sorry and I except that, its just gonna take alot of making up. It didnt help that this was made worse with a whole 'he said, she said' scenario. I'm still feeling slightly uncertain about everything that happened but I dont need to say anymore about it because we have spoken about it and both know whats going on. I don't wanna say anymore because I do always manage to say the wrong thing, its just somehting I do. Charlie you know how I feel. <3
The third thing is less of a sad or angry moment more of a hilarious thing. Whilst watching the epic DJ Scott Mills, some girl who I had politely, yet forcebly, told to stop pushing and punching me and the girl I was standing with decided to start on me. But all seriousness of the situation was lost when she said the words "Lets take this outside". Honestly she could not have said anything more funny and cliche. Due to the large amounts of alcohol in my system I was surprisingly up for it but had Dawn in my ear going "Taaash, shes not worth it!" sounding slightly scared. I spose I have to put that down to the Ash Manor in me and I was backing down. So I spose I went the loser way out and told the bouncer she was pushing and he so eloquently told her to "F*** off". Brilliant.
But yea apart from that Scott Mills' set was amazing and as I had managed to plae myself at the front in the middle he even did a love heart back to me and Dawn and appreciated our yells of "OH WHAT'S OCCURING". He even signed my ticket and as you can see from the photo Dawn and Katie's arms haha.
But after an hour of being thrown repeatly against the stage and no longer being able to walk in my incredibly high shoes I decided to bale on being at the front but rather appreciate it from the side sitting down.
All in all my night was fabulous and although shit happened, for example me now having a majorly noticable black scuff on my nude shoes or a drink stain on my beautiful dress. I wouldnt change it for anything. I am gonna miss FSFC so much and was actually feeling quite emotional as I walked out of lakeside and watched everyone leave. There will be people I never speak to again, people I bump into at parties, at uni or in a few years time and people I will speak to everyday, but I wont forget anyone :)
So after 2 croiisants and a cuppa tea I am now ready for another full day of English revision, my exam is thursday, my last exam, my exam which matters the most out of all of them as I need an A. Brilliant.
Love to all xx
P.S. Sorry for the immense length of this blog.