“Shall we? Shall we?…”

Cher journal,

Picture this; Chloe (My best friend at Uni) and I are on a bus, we’re tipsy from our vodka/fanta drinks and on our way to Ink (a club in Nottingham), with a couple of friends. On the bus, we giggle and draw love-hearts on the steamed-up windows. That’s when we make a decision that changes the course of the rest of our night, the best decision we’ve ever made…

“Shall we go to Turtle Bay and get food before going to Ink?”

“Shall we?”

“Shall we?” I say whilst grinning and giving Chloe ‘The Look’. We tell our friends that we’re meeting them at the club, only Chloe and I would decide to go and eat instead of going out.

At Turtle Bay we eagerly ask if they’re still serving food, but to our disappointment the waitress tells us that they stopped serving food at 11pm. We decide to get a table anyway and order our first cocktail.

*Four cocktails in*

Chloe goes over to the bar to order ANOTHER cocktail for us both and the bartender attempts to impress her by throwing the mixer in the air and- accidentally throwing it across the room. Chloe runs to pick it up whilst letting the bartender know that she’s definitely judging him as a fellow bartender.

As we begin sipping our final cocktail we make another great decision for the night…

“Shall we go to PomPom? It is just down the road.”

“Shall we?”

“Shall we?”

Yes, we did. We decided to go to PomPom (our favourite club), but before leaving I thought it would be a good idea to order some shooters, just to top up the alcohol in our blood stream before leaving. I walk over to the bar and attempt to order two ‘Ghetto Girl’ shooters, when the bartender asks me if I plan on getting “f**ked” tonight. I drunkenly nodded and accepted the concoction that he made Chloe and I.

After downing the shooters we thanked the staff and stumbled in the vague direction of PomPom. We somehow made it into the club (despite being completely intoxicated) and danced the rest of the night away, only having to stop occasionally to tell a too-forward, too-close-for-comfort boy that “WE ARE LESBIANS”.

Amicalement,

Emelie x

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Resolutions and Aspirations

Cher journal,

It’s a New Year, so happy 2019 everyone! Every year I refuse to partake in making ‘New Year’s resolutions’, yet I always find myself making promises at the back of my mind to try something new or start doing something. This year I’ve made a subconscious list of things I want to achieve or start doing over the next 12 months:

  1. More effort. I think everyone has this mindset in January, but I’d like to try harder in general. Make more effort in class, with work, or with friends. I just want to finish each day knowing that I’ve tried my best. This leads me onto my next resolution…
  2. Try something new. Don’t get me wrong. I love having a routine, but sometimes it’s easy to get too comfortable, too in my comfort zone. This year I want to push myself out of it, starting off small, but slowly building up to something that is completely new.
  3. Be nice. I want to be thoughtful, and kind to others. I want to be more aware of those around me and make sure they feel noticed. I’d like to give my time to my friends, so they know how much they mean to me.
  4. Dream. My final resolution is an odd one, but I think I’ve been so focused on my goal of becoming a teacher that I’ve forgotten that I’m not only passionate about teaching, as I have many other interests. I want to be aware that there is more to life than getting a job and earning money. I don’t want to limit myself, and I want to be passionate and excited about my future, my dreams.

Stay positive everyone and I hope your New Year’s resolutions work out!

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey…”

Amicalement,

Emelie x