Ok. So i'm struggling to write a blog at the minute that doesn't revolve around surf club and its extra awesome members....however, as a certain member of my extended 71c family left me this week i had no other choice but to spend my free time with my fellow surfies! Realising how that sounds, i would just like to take this opportunity to say that i do not begrudge spending time with queens finest ladies....in actual fact i cant get enough of them! SHOUT OUT TO MY WING WOMEN....YOU COMPLETE ME!!
So anyway. Having powered through Sunday to Tuesday without Davis i decided to make the most of Wednesday! And with it being Steph's Birthday and all that it worked out rather well, if rather well describes time spent eating, drinking and partying rather than revising for exams that are fast approaching! Someday i'll grasp the concept of revision and hey maybe i'll even get this thing they call "THE FEAR" but until then i'm just lovin' life...and well Steph's birthday was one of those lovin' life moments! It all began with some civilised pre-drinks in 71c and well thats as about civilised as it gets. After round number one of drinking there was really no other option but to call in to ye old eglantine for the customary 6 shots and a cheeky wee WKD party shoot!! This never gets old....and to be quite honest i couldnt pass up an opportunity to kick the birthday girls ass in a game of "who can down their jager bomb fastest" which obviously i won- I AM THE MASTER!!!
The decision was made to go to Box to round of the night and Gina was kind enough to take up the position of taxi driver for the night. First thought- SHOTGUN!! Second thought- Ooo high school musical soundtrack! After the long wait to get a parking space we eventually made it in to the Odyssey...and the first port of call was the bar. But i probably didn't need to tell you's that. The night then consisted of drinking, dancing, group toilet trips, hottie patrol and lots and lots of photographs. After what had already been a pretty fun night we had intended on hittin' up Rain...however when rain is competing with a 24hour McDonalds theres no competition. McDonalds always wins!
So new plan: Go to McDonlds...Pie out on food...Go home feeling full and satisfied! However there was one major flaw in the new plan...we weren't exactly sure how to reach our destination! After several minutes of aimlessly diving around with me being told to use my inside voice in the back seat (yeas you heard me backseat! My shotgun privileges had been revoked on the return journey), we decided to indulge in the wisdom of the good old Belfast black taxi driver who kindly pointed us in the right direction! I can honestly say that after all the trouble we had went through to get there i had never been so happy to see the great golden arches of the McDonalds M! I ordered a large meal with extra fries and polished it off in record time...but what can i say...right after drinking, eating is my specialist subject! The night was rounded of nicely with a victory lap for McFlurries and well after the mammoth feed i couldn't have slept better! I can only hope Steph's 21st matches the standards set this year!
P.S. I've just realised how long this blog is...hope you were all able to stay awake until the end! For those of you who didnt, i demand you go right bck to the start and try again :)
Rachael xx
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