Lost Weekend

This weekend has lived up to its name. The Lost weekend.

I went to Nottingham! finally after hearing so much about it. The nightlife that is. Besides that it's a normal town, very similar to leicester. We made it up for Nottingham for Divya's 21st birthday. She was celebrating with her beloved boyfrined, Sunil. They had a massive house party followed by clubbing at a reknowned club in Notts, aptly entitled 'Lost Weekend'. The company was great, the champagne was flowing and the weed was smelly. I met up with the two funniest girls I know...Kajal Shah and Kushla Gopal. (hahahah They don't speak eeenglis by the way.) I miss our Goldman days and am definitely looking forward to many more good times!
I think we oughta have more house parties, that was I think the first and biggest house party I've been to in the UK. Everyone was friendly, chatty, relaxed and just out to have a good time. A completely different atmosphere from a stink old club where you can't hear a word the next person is saying, and are even more likely to not know what the next person even looks like.
The place looked like it'd been hit by a tsunami when every had left. There were pools of alcohol on the floor, rubbish all around the joint, leftover pizza boxes...you get the picture. haha I suddenly just remembered Dhiren doing a slippery slide moonwalk in the kitchen,before tripping and nearly knocking the breakfast counter over!! hahaha where's a video camera when you need one!

Anyways, there was just so much happening over the weekend, but we obviously spent most of our time in Nottingham in Divya's room on the bed/floor/chair. When we finally decided to get our lazy asses up,(thanks to an inspiring decision to go to Nando's for some hangover curing munch) we got ready and headed down to a taxi that had been pre-booked. With a mission in mind, upon being asked by the taxi driver where we wanted to go, simultaneously replied, "Take us to NANDO's please!" [I must inform you, there was no prior rehearsal involved as there was for many other incidents this weekend ;)] The cab driver thought we were mad, but we honestly hadnt' a clue about anything or where nando's even was because none of us had been to Nottingham before. But the sweetie cabbie attempted to make a few calls around (and so did we) and got us there in the end. We gave him and extra 20p for his brilliant detective work.

Furthermore, we realised that Kajal's photography skills are impeccable. Abstract? Basically, I asked her to take a picture of me and this is what we got....guess where I am? Hint: spot the nose.


But anyways to cut a long story short, Nottingham was wicked.
I came back and watched 7 episodes of season 2 of "Lost."
And now I'm just waiting for night to fall so I can start my life in the library again first thing tomorrow morning.

On a side note, I lost the plot with stinky again, the poor boy...I should really cut him some slack... but as we new-age Rafflesian women go, never satisfied till we've a rock on our finger, a butler in the parlour, ferrari parked out front and the vote in our favour. [joking la, don't stress baby. We can have zinger's for our reception dinner.]