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Good Bye 2013, you've been wild

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This year has been very eventful.  I think it has been one of the best years of my life so far - so here's a little run down of some of my favourite/best/momentous bits. 1) My relationship ending Weird one to start on, but I thank  my ex from the bottom of my heart for having the strength to end it once and for all.  We had a very complicated, amazingly brilliant and awful in equal measure relationship.  Getting over him was horrendous - like being weaned off a drug, and as dramatic as it sounds it was such a hard time and at times I couldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel. I was incredibly down and lonely and couldn't imagine life without him and had to grip onto the rare moments of clarity when I realised it was for the best and we weren't suited for each other.  He taught and introduced me to a lot of things (Jazzanova, Fat Freddy's Drop, Volvo's are actually quite cool, I'm not very empathetic, amongst other things) and I learnt a lot. It'

Christmas

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Christmas was a fairly standard affair (usually is in our house - wake up, open santa presents, have lunch, open other presents, doss about the rest of the day).  However this year my brother wasn't hungover from the night before (unlike last year) and therefore much better company (take note, Jord! no more booze hell, ha!) Christmas Cat Unfortunately, most people's Kent and Surrey christmases were punctuated with stories of flooding.  Living in London, we have barely had any wind or rain, so I was very annoyed to get to London Bridge on Christmas Eve to see every single train delayed or cancelled, it was a bit chaotic and no one seemed to know what was going on.  I managed to get home in an hour and a half (I moaned at this until I heard much worse stories and seems that I was lucky). On Christmas Eve afternoon we popped down to my old house which we still own but rent out.  As expected, the area surrounding the house had flooded pretty badly - this has only happened

boobs, kisses and sick

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On Friday I has a lovely night filled with boobs, kisses and sick. I won't elaborate too much on those points. We met at Cesca's for food and drink before heading off to Brixton.  David was on top form, first of all pouring some peanuts into a tea cup of cava (he didn't realise there was cava in the glass - to be fair it was a tea cup, who puts cava in a tea cup??), then spilling the new tea cup of peanuts everywhere about five minutes later. Note - NEVER drink cava with peanuts in - it's FOUL.  Unless you want to trick someone into thinking it's the nicest drink ever for a bit of fun. We made it to the Dogstar and wish I had been there more often. It's cheap, unpretentious, plays wicked music and has a good crowd.  The others chided me for switching to water when we got there but I had the last laugh when someone (I won't name names!) ended the night throwing up in a bin at the bus stop. Makes a change for it to be someone else throwing up, I was quite

Back to the 9-5 (well, sort of)

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I have been really busy since coming back and thought I'd semi keep the blog going (more of a reminder for me of what I've been up to than anything else). So, I left off on Thursday when I went to the Effra Social in Brixton with Amy and Cesca.  It was quiet night, just to catch up really.  A Jazz band came on just as we were thinking of leaving, and I felt guilty when we did leave because it looked like they had chased us out, but this wasn't the case (though to be fair I am not a massive jazz fan...) On Friday I forced myself to get up early, went for a run and then did some personal admin stuff, the stuff that ought to be done but takes ages and you put off.  I then headed home to surprise my mum - she thought I wasn't home until Christmas Eve, but I decided to come down for one night only to surprise her (and off load holiday presents so I had less to carry home when I next went down!).  I think she was pleasantly surprised, and I got a free dinner out of it so

The End

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Well.  What an incredible six weeks. Let me give you a run down of the past few days. I never got my laptop back.  I phoned both taxi companies and they asked their drivers if they'd seen it, and I also phoned the furniture warehouse I had stopped at on my way home.  No one saw it apparently - either someone is lying, or the next passenger in the cab took it. I have my theory that the first taxi driver took it - I noticed he had a long fingernail on his pinky finger so I developed a theory he's a drug lord and makes extra money from stealing passenger's forgotten goods.  No one at work had heard of the pinky finger drug association and I had to google it to prove I wasn't making it up. But apparently in Singapore, a lot of guys have a long finger nail because it's a good luck thing - the longer the fingernail on your pinky finger, the luckier you will be (especially if the nail is so long it goes past your next finger). I also found out that apparently in Chines