I know I've mentioned it before, but every so often I have a little moment of self-realisation and I'm reminded of just how lucky I am to have such a brilliant support system around me. When things get tough, and chocolate isn't available, I turn to those I'm closest too and I'm really blessed that within 10 minutes, the people I've just cried down the phone too have formulated a plan to boost my spirits.
I don't get upset often and I rarely cry. In fact I don't show a lot of emotion...ever, so when I do, it's a miracle. However, the past 2 weeks have been a blur of tears, headaches, sleepless nights, hungry days and Coldplay songs and I'm not ashamed to admit that I got sucked into the horrible pit of sadness that I usually only allow myself to wallow in for a few minutes everytime it comes a'knocking. Sometimes wallowing is the only solution...I mean, although it's tragic, there's nothing better than a night in with the Gilmore Girls and my two favourite men: Ben and Jerry.What I'm trying to say is that when I do allow myself to wallow, my friend's know that the metaphorical crap has really and truly hit the fan.
So tonight, in an attempt to forget the past 2 horrific weeks, I'm going to let my hair down at a Charlie Simpson gig in my 2nd favourite city in the world: Brighton. Not much else could make that situation better, but I'm luckily going with one of my best girlfriends, Raychel. Happy times. This means I'm in for a night of socially unacceptable conversation, Nandos (mmm) and taking the casual 'perving' on hot guys to a whole new level where it becomes so far from casual, it hurts. I can't wait.
I'm not a big fan of Charlie Simpson, I was never into Busted (I was more of an ABBA girl when I was little) at the age of 7, but I am obsessed with some of his lyrics from his new album and for that reason alone, I'm happy to spend 3 hours surrounded by 13 year old girls begging him to play 'Year 3000'. The fact that he is ABSOLUTELY gorgeous is just an added bonus...
Although every single one of my friend's have been amazing recently (they are usually pretty ace, but I've just realised that more over the last couple of weeks), this is a special shout out to my crazy chick, Raychel.
Here's to tonight: too much chicken, unlimited Pepsi refills, turning an innocent look at a guy into something that could get us arrested for sexual harrassment, being surrounded by people who you spiritually belong with (let's face it, what other 21 year old likes One Direction?...need I say more?), singing along to cheesy pop songs at the top of our voices, lots of inappropriate humour, photos galore and sighs of "Oh Vick, I want to marry him" everytime you look at our boy, Charlie.
I hope whatever you guys are upto this evening, you have fun and enjoy yourselves :) happy Friday xxx