Let Go, Let Flow

Okay, my Horoscope for the 19th of Feb, was basically 'Let Go, Let Flow', release your inhibitions....feel the rain on your skin, no one else can feel it for you, only ....okay you get the point. So first off, I went to the gym, after months of putting it off, I got my ass off from my room and went to pump iron. And it was fun, I met fellow 'Merican Football teammates Pops and Ryan at the gym. Ryan told me to come to the Fines night at his place, celebrating the Sunderland King's biggest win ever, 54-0 against Huddersfield.

I then went with V to Nando's (Los chicken restaurant), he said he dared me to finish a whole meal platter, which is a whole chicken and rice as a sideline. So I was like, "I can do that", then I was up ordering, the waitress asked me, "How hot do you want it, Sir?", I replied "Hot!", then I realised that after 'Hot' was 'Extra Hot', so I was like 'You know what, make it Extra Hot', she smiled and had that 'Can you handle it?' look on her face, I smiled and had that 'King Kong ain't got shit on me' look on my face. Then the meals came, V had half a chicken and chips, I had a whole damn chicken, Hotter than Beyoncé in the Sahara desert, Goddamn, tears in my eyes I carried on, going back to refill my fanta. I paused for a break, then the waitress came 'Should I clear up?' I was like Hell to the Nawww, Eating still in progress. Eventually I finished, and I was out of there. (Moral of the story, you don't have to be Superman, get Mild, not Extra Hot)

Then with a full hot spicy belly, I was off to Ryan's. Fines night is the usual English student get drunk until you have double vision and girls get four breasts. So I was chilling there, and my name was called, I'm known as the dancer, so for dancing during games, as well as taunting the openent, I had to down a total of four shots, I don't drink, but I was like what the hell 'Let go, Let flow', I was tossed a beer, of which I took one sip, and simulated the rest of the drinking. By the time we went off to the Casino for food, half the team was drunk. I think only Me and Pops were the only sober ones, others were either tipsy or flat out drunk. It's funny how people talk so much when the are intoxicated, you can chat for hours with a normally quiet reserved person. (By the way, I ate again at the Casino, just a little though) So from the Casino we were off to the Point, aka the big club in the middle of Sunnyland. We danced, while people got more drunk, and by 3.15 I was out, got to bed by 5am, awake at 10.20, in time for lectures at 12.00, back home by 15.00, took a short nap, off to 'Merican football at 16.50. Back at 20.30, and I'm writing this now. Peace