I'm sort of trying to claw out of my comfort zone a bit and expand my social circles. Over the last year my good, oldest friends have either moved away, fallen in love and are all wrapped up in that bubble, or have become real grown-up people who work all the time. This means it is virtually impossible to organise any fun, and I'm pretty sick of it. Although it seems like I will never get a real job, one day I might, and that can be when the fun really does stop so I figured I have to try and have one final fling with insobriety and recklessness. Even if at 23 years old my parents still tell me off for staying out until 4 in the morning...
I've had this week off work; I know, week off work from a 3 day a week job, what a joke. But up until a couple of months ago I was doing 5 days and even with this week off, it's still not technically a week and so in 8 months I've used 5 days of my paid holiday allowance, weak. Last week off I had in September I went and stayed with my sister in London for a few days. It was a total blast but it made me really depressed about the fact I wasn't in that stage of life anymore. When you're at uni and out all the time life is fun; you never know who you'll meet and most of the time you're drunk so everyone gets a good impression of everyone. Or you meet new people in seminars and lectures. I felt like a bit of a sad, untrendy woman trying to fit in. So how do you meet new people when you're basically a real adult? Chat to strangers on the bus? NO. Make friends with all the loonies who come in to the shop? NO.
I'm not at the 'joining a dance class or book club' stage juuust yet, although who knows by the end of the year. An exercise class would certainly be a good idea. Instead, however, I am trying to capitalise on current acquaintances. I like to think I'm quite good at talking to people and I get on with people easily, but I am not very confident and assured when it comes to putting myself out there. I always worry people won't want me hanging around like a billy-no-mates-trying-to-be-your-mate. But recently, I've gone 'ahhh fuck it', bitten the pride bullet and invited myself along to things.
On Saturday I went to a bar in Holloway called Big Red, and I had a great time. It's kind of my dream bar because they play old school rock and metal, drinks are affordable, but drawbacks are there is no dance floor and I don't live in North London. I went with my friend Mat and his work friends I had never met but they were all really friendly, accepting people and I could talk about Alice Cooper all night. Here's a pic of me and Mat and one of his colleagues, Andy (in the middle)
On the way home we stopped off at Wok in a Box on Oxford Street and sang Disney songs loudly on the bus back Mat's in West London. We then continued to sing and dance to Disney when we got it. A brilliant, impromptu night.
Monday night I invited myself out with the lovely Shillito sisters. I had invited myself out with them before back in November so I had had a little experience with this lig. I had always been scared of them because they are very cool and connected, but the more time I spend with them I feel that they are just really friendly, open people. I hope to invite myself along to more nights out with them in the future. Here's an utterly hideous glimpse of me with Fran.
One problem I have found with both nights out; as I don't get out very often, I can't drink as much as everyone else. Both nights shots were forced upon me and almost led to my ruin. Luckily in the early hours of the morning a girl has always got her good friend Syndol.
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