Maybe I should go hide under my desk right now for saying this, as I am a nineteen year old girl. But who gives a flying fuck!? I am a directioner. I am nineteen. There, I said it, now leave me to fall asleep to their angelic voices, and all will be well.
Other than that, I currently have my wonderful friend Kristina staying with me, and yesterday we went out to this nifty (..my new favourite word is nifty...) place in Mayfair called Funky Buddha. Two words: Fucking Amazing!
Nifty - 1. attractively stylish or smart: a nifty new dress for Easter.
2. very good; fine; excellent: a nifty idea.
Anyway, now that you know exactly what nifty means, ehehe, on to the tale about last night: the club is small, and the queue is suuuuper long, constantly(!), but the wait is so worth it. This little place will make your night out pretty darn amazing. We arrived at about 11:30, so we were pretty early, when thinking in Norwegian standards, but the queue was already long. We had to pay 20 pounds to get in, which is pretty expensive, but we already knew that it would be so it was fine. Oh and a tip: pee before you go there, because you will be standing outside for a while waiting, and having to pee makes it awful, I speak from experience, haha.
When we got in we made our way downstairs, the club is small and intimate, the music is current and fun, overall, it was great! BUT, beware that drinks are super expensive! So if you're a student, you want to plan before you go there.
The night was so fun, I swear I do so much stupid shit when I'm drunk, but that's ok I think, because I'd rather enjoy myself immensely than be boring and have an okay time when I'm out. I will go into more detail about what happened later, but now I have to go listen to "Little Things" and sleep...
So, stay tuned for Drunken Tales #2... ; )
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