Being 18

My 18th

Me Das next to me, Harv in the front.

In two months time, I'll no longer be 18. What a scary thought! I can honestly say this has been the best year of my life and wish I could stay 18 forever. My birthday consisted of a three day celebration clubbing, partying, drinking and eating alot of cocktail sausages. My family threw me the best party, one I'll never forget. Summer 2011 was definitely one to remember. I went on my first cruise with my nan and grandad to Spain, France and Italy. The highlight of that holiday was definitely eating the best pizza in Rome I've ever tasted. I also partook in the embarrassing leaning pose next to the tower of Pisa and witnessed the wonderful Monte Carlo Casino. Shortly after the cruise I went on my first holiday without my family to the nightlife resort Play de Las Americas in Tenerife. WOW. Unfortunately I'm no longer in contact with who I went with, bit of a long awkward story, but met some lovely guys who I still speak to now. YES JAMES DAS AND HARVEY RALSTON I'm talking about you. They taught me one of the best lines I'll carry through life with me...
Someone call the vet, because these swans are siiiiiiiiiiiiiiick.

The best/worst part of the year was having to move out and leave my family. I enjoy the Independence but miss them so much sometimes, especially my sister who's almost three. What I really miss is being cooked for, no one will ever cook how your mum cooks which pretty much sucks. I take my washing home when I visit because laundrettes are ridiculously overpriced, I mean three quid for one wash, I'd actually rather buy three shots on a night out thanks.
Fresher's week I'll never forget. I met people I've never spoken to since, there's always an awkward smile if I see them out as I think 'I'm pretty sure I ended up in your kitchen one night'. Fresher's flu is a given, everyone gets it you just have to man up. The best night in fresher's was a horrific evening of drinking a bottle of wine and moving from flat to flat dancing like a complete douche and prank calling house 69, just for the lols.
In my opinion 19 is a crap age and the only thing I'm looking forward to in June is celebrating it in Bournemouth.
YEAH TOAST.

In the Reef.