I was ridiculously excited last Friday for Kid Sister‘s set at The Coronet. I’ve been a huge fan since I heard Pro Nails way back. Front row, camera in hand, dancin’ my ass off… Great show, plus she’s pretty damn hot to boot.

Finally got around to designing some new business cards (front and back)…

On Friday night we ordered chinese and sat watching TV. I was feeling restless and although I was tired my mind was wide-awake and I didn’t want to risk sleep as I was waiting for Kt & Sadie to come over for our photo-adventure. After they finished their drag show (2am) we (Kt, Sadie, Georgie B, Alick & I) hopped in the car (3am) and started off our epic Saturday morning adventure! Kt found some beautiful ruins online in Oxfordshire so we made our way there for a 6am sunrise. Everyone was feeling jolly (particularly myself!) and we had a funny journey, whizzing down dark roads, country lanes and discovering drunk men asleep in the road at 5am. The ruins were so beautiful, situated next to an old church and a beautiful graveyard, as well as a river nearby. Took some great photos and generally pranced around in ridiculous outfits at 6am, watching the cloudy sunrise and sporadically whipping off clothes and climbing the old ruins. It was such a great, carefree morning. It felt so good just being surrounded by some of my favourite people, doing what I love to do (take photographs) and generally getting away from Brighton.

Our next stop was West Park mental asylum. Although I have been there a few times before (with E) it was still so beautiful. The day was so bright and warm and we sneaked in and out of beautiful old rooms with the paint peeling off. Although none of us had slept in so long we were all in such a good mood, soaking in the beauty of these strange surroundings. It was so great spending more time with KT especially as our friendship seems to be getting stronger and stronger. I am so lucky to have these people in my life that have so much to offer and are open to such experiences.

On the drive home everyone but Kt & I nodded off and we sat staring out of the window before stopping off to buy dinner supplies.. Duck, potatoes and cauliflower cheese. My favourite! Mmmm. So a nice dinner to polish off the evening before I headed out with A to his brother’s graduation party etc..

This was us at 7am, all in our lovely dress-up clothes:

Kt on the ruins:

Grumpy clown:

Clown shoes:

I’ll post more when I’m finished editing.. :)

2004..

I love this girl.

It’s weird. Since I broke up with Hilton people are constantly commenting on how chirpy I seem to be. I have upped my dosage on my citalopram and I am torn in thinking whether it is this that has lifted my mood, or if simply being single has had this effect. Typically before I have always been a Risky Drunk, sometimes falling into dark moods and subsequently self-harming. However, recently, although I have been rather drunk far more times than is healthy, I have remained upbeat and happy. Last night I went dancing with friends after having a dinner party and just could not stop giggling. I was like a little girl. A few people told me it was like having the Old Me back. The happy-go-lucky boy that enjoys having a good time. I think the relieved pressure of being with Hilton has just given me the opportunity to be myself and do whatever I want without having to think about what he would think, or if we’d have to have another “talk”. I could take my clothes off in front of complete strangers and dive into the sea without any cares! Sure, I have that post-drunken guilt feeling – was I too noisy, drunk, annoying? – but I don’t have to worry about him interrogating me and asking me what I got up to.

Simply put: I seem to be happier.

I haven’t self-harmed in weeks. Yes I am drinking far too much, but my moods have generally been a lot higher and I am constantly thankful for having the most amazing friends that keep me busy and will do anything to make me happy

Thanks to icandy for this – My Morning Jacket & Erykah Badu singing Tyrone..