Lazy days, crazy nights.

Yesterday I went up to the Viva! Vegetarian Show just a short walk away from Victoria Station in London. Myself, my dad & my brother are all vegetarian besides my mum who is quite the hardcore meat eater [she cooks - or rather stinks the house out - with tripe. Eugh.]. We heard about it from some of my dad's collegues who are vegetarian, too, and we didn't expect to run into them as it was in such a big place, but we did. After chatting with them for a bit, we start making our way round the stalls. There is an AMAZING array of vegetarian and vegan food, and some of our favourites are the Redwood products, Munchy Seeds [we're fans anyway but picked up some of the new stuff; Munchy Granola is niice] but hands-down, the Veggie World chinese food is simply incredible. The 'chicken', 'duck' [the guy tells us they get the duck-like texture from the stalks of mushrooms] and 'pork' tasted great and so authentic. We also try a vegetarian tex-mex bean dish with rice which we're planning on making ourselves tomorrow :] I pick up some cruelty-free black liquid eyeliner [I'm gradually making my cosmestics bag as animal-friendly as possible] and after going in midly hungry, we come out absolutely stuffed; not just our stomachs but ourselves, too, with brochers and recipe ideas, and I get myself a 'Proud to be Veggie' tshirt (:

I ring one of my best friends on the train home about her friends' party [I know her from one of my classes at college] we are going to tonight, but she tells me that apparently she is [as in the host] tired and not many people are going so we ooh and ahh for a bit and decide we won't go, so instead I invite her round for the evening which she agrees to. After a quick shop stop, we get home and I wait and wait and wait for her until she turns up at my door with her friend [who I'm good friends with too] saying that the host has texted her to say can she and I please come and sorry to piss us about. I bolt down a quick bowl of pasta and pesto [Mmmm..one of my favourite dishes] and I'm out the door armed with a bottle of wine. My dad very kindly drops us off [hes very easy-going about lifts and stuff] and we're in chatting to the host and trying to get her adorable Jack Russel to settle down. The others gradually arrive until there's about 8 of us crammed into her tiny bungalow.

As the evening goes on, my best friend manages to talk the hosts' best friend into coming too, so we walk up the road to go meet her, my best friend pretty drunk at this stage [she's quite a lightweight, bless her] and I am too, but not as bad. The night goes on and we chat and drink and eat some food here and there and then I'm suddently grabbed by the hosts' best friend [who I get on with very well] telling me that my best friend is really not okay. There was much worse other stuff happening in addition to what I'm going to put here, but she looked as white as a sheet, her eyes were loling and she threw up alot and wasn't able to say alot. My nurse-y health care-ness comes right out of me and I suddenly snap out of my drunken-ness and do everything I can for her, along with her friend. We change her into some fresh clothes, get her to bed & check up on her every 10 mins or so and thank god she was fine. I don't get to sleep til half 1am [and am woken frequently in the night by Louis, the Jack Russel, being like a ninja dog {look up ninja cat on YouTube and you'll get what I mean} being somwhere else on the bed everytime I wake up.. he even nuzzled under the covers and slept under there; I was scared of him suffocating D:]

All in all, a pretty crazy night.

Other than that, I'm back to college tomorrow after two weeks off which I spent mostly revising >< but it'll be worth it when I get round to my exams. Lets hope the app. 6 hours I did everyday pays off...