Still working on Shadows in the Sand.
I’ve been sick on and off lately, planning trips to different places in Europe on the weekends, so I’ve kind of been pushing myself unnecessarily.
Rant ahead
Let me start by saying that I am not the “club-type”. I’m the indoor type of gal who enjoys ransacking my friends food and curling up next to them with a good TV show or a video game to scream at. However, since acclimating to London, I’ve been wanting to try something new, step out of my comfort zone. If I can traverse Italy by myself, surely the world of clubbing can’t be too scary, right?
Insert internal screaming.
The British sure can drink. I’m such a light weight compared to them, I struggled to keep up the entire night, but it really was a good time. I danced in a really, dare I say, sexy red dress, and went through my first experience of being creeped on by several guys. American accents draw a lot of attention, and when I say I’m from Chicago eyeballs pop out of skulls. It’s all quite funny and flustering… well……
………. until a person’s hand is on your butt. (ಠ_ಠ)
Anyways, thankfully I had people around who helped me out when I was clearly in dire need of assistance. Still, the entire ordeal was exhausting, I’ve been doing a lot of work for school lately, so as I’m writing this chapter my eyes are just…. closing and opening and closing and opening…and ah…. another fight scene…. punch, kick… punch…. sleep….
ZzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZzzz….
I also think I’m getting a cold.
Blegh.