recentlyyyy

last monday we went to london to see 2 exhibitions for our art theory essay 'Hanne Darboven' and 'In Numbers'. so thinking nothing of it, got on the train, travelled all across the tube, only to find the Camden Arts Centre was shut. you fucking kidding me. quickly googled ICA...also shut on mondays. fuck this bullllllll!! we were so angry, everyones skint so cant be galivanting about london all the time aha. however my friend Miller is doing work with Mazes, so we travelled all the way down to Crystal Palace park

there we rolled down some hills, played on a dinosaur park, i hatched from an egg, dawson got eaten and then we actually tried to find the maze. met 4 pugs on the way, cute little babiesssss! we petted them for quite a while and the decided it seemed awfull odd after about 5 minutes, so we went to find the maze. we found the maze. it were a good maze. we all filmed from our pov whilst completing the maze for documentation for miller, i wonnnnnnnn! crazy amazing maze master. then dawson and james and poo ease finishedm and well miller didnt quite complete it... hahhahaha. afterwards there was a derelict performing stage on this pond and we also walked arounf trying to get back to the station. i got called a dog cause i was energetic. couldnt have used the term 'like a child' but no i got 'like a dog' hahahha.

here are some pics yeah.

on the tuesdays i had random crap like german, an iwlp meeting andddd i dunno, random stuff to do i thinkkk.
wednesday was all about setting up for the exhibition! our first student run one, it was called fresh fruit

so we started setting up the room, there was trouble cause Jamiesorensen didnt give in the accident form, tut tut, gary wasnt pleased. then again, he usually isnt ha. carried on anywayyyy, got backed potatos....he knew the fucking baked potato song, almost exploded.  B A K E D P O T A T O.

we got in shed loads of beers and cheesy nibbles, and the exhibition begunnnn at 3.30, quite a lot of people came to it, including John Russel, Tim, and Dronsfield. they loved it. dronsfield downed red wine and Russel and lots of cheesy nibbles. everyone was all so awfully tall.
the other week i found out i have supposedly shrunk...4ft 10. poop.

i exhibited my siamese mittens ans fuck buddies jumper. i had knitted 3 mittens, 2 normal and 1 larger for a couple to hold hand in, in this was a lable saying 70% wool 30% love.

also my jumper was 2 large boring jumpers sewn together down the shoulder and chest/back. 2 head hols 1 torso 2 sleeves. i had sewn a tiny red felt heart in the centre embroidered with tiny pearl beads. all so delicate. however on the back, in contrasting fabrics to each jumper were the bold letters, spelling out FUCK BUDDIES. nothing else, nothing more, i like that piece of work. think what you want. its successfull.

everyone started getting pretty drunk by the end of the exhibition...yet no one ever came to the lecture room to tell us to get out...the art dep shuts at 6pm. bu about half 7 i think most people had left an it was just  jamiesorensen, fred me an maybe will? who knows. dont remember much from here on, but i know we had a race along the corridor to all the spurs, i thought a door was push...it was definately apull door, and i rand straight into it, face smasking the handle, fml, still hurts hahahah.

i remember fred riding me bike and me being on the back of it on the way to mojos. i also remember mum ringing and the guys answering it. i won £25 in premium bonds :D we played a game of beer pongggg  too. beer got everywhere

i think we left at about 9pm? went to mojos for drinks, more wine, more beer, no more cheesey nibbles. i dunno what time we left, but i remember it being spontaneous, bye fredddd.

woke up 1ish looking like shit, covered in pen, drawns dicks and writing taht was illegible?! wtfff. crazy nighttt. i went round for tea and dawsons.
i then had to go to german, still covered in pen as it didnt wanna come off. thennnnnnnnnn we went to start pre drinkinggg and all went out to propogandaaaaaaaaaa! lets get wasttttted againnnnn yea.

it was a goooood night, jamesboys brother had come down from isle of man! dawson left pretty early, then decided to throw up at toms, hahaha what a babe. we leftt earlyishhh and got chickennnnn, like usual, good ol chikin baseeee.

friday was shit, so hungover and dawson still felt sick in art theory, i felt like shit, started to shiver too. after thatt went to get a pasty from pasty mannnnn, i didnt even eat my sausage roll and felt awful, went home, straight to bed, found i had tonsillitis AGAIN and had a temperature killer headach an all the usual shitty symptomssssssssss. eugh.

sunday i still felt shit but it was a lovely day so we went to the park and played balllllllll with my beach ball, what a delight it was. even got the first ice lolly of the year! mango smoothie one, mmmmmm.

thats it i thinkkkkkk.