The day after Tote

I slept on the top bunk bed in the guest room of Pom's house. Jam slept on the lower. Pom slept on the floor. I woke up first, and realised I was sleeping on my phone. Knowing that the two were deep sleepers, I climbed down the ladder, not caring whether they would hear or not. Like I thought, they didn't wake up from the squeaky sound of the bunk bed.

I went to have a quick wee and proceeded to go into Pom's room to type up the Tote post. When I finished, I went back to the guest room to find that Jam was awake. We chatted for a while and then discussed how to get out the house. Basically, Pom didn't tell his mom we were staying over, so we tried to sneak out without her knowing. Our first plan was to jump out the window. I was actually up for it until I realised it was actually kinda high. Also, my shoes were in the house. Jam came up with a great plan, but before that I have to explain the situation.

Jam and Pom's families were gonna have a meal in Birmingham, and they invited me to go. This was going to happen at 12PM. It was 9AM at the time when we discussed the plan. The problem was, Jam's car was at Hench's house. Jam texted Hench asking him to pick him up to his house to get his car back. The problem with that was Jam's car was blocking Hench's car. Screwed, I decided to go with Jam to Hench's house by bus.

Now back to the plan: Jam suggested that Pom open the front door, then Jam and I would run out quickly, then go back in and pretend we'd just arrived. It was a good plan, but executing it was risky. The stairs creak and the door is loud when it opens. Pom managed to get downstairs and unlock the door quietly. His mom spotted him apparently, and he came back to us saying 'There's no point doing this, my mom knows you're here'. We walked downstairs in shame. Pom's mom explained that she knew because Pom wasn't sleeping in his room. She then said 'You should have told me! I would have got the duvets ready'. It was an unexpected reaction.

So with that, Jam and I left to try and get his car and drive to the restaurant by 12PM. To catch the bus, we had to walk to town which took about 40 minutes. We couldn't catch the bus because we had no change, even in Pom's house. After the long trek, we extracted money from the ATM. Feeling hungry, we then decided to go to the cafe opposite. It's called Jenny's. The place looked pretty cool, and the guy who served us looked like Robert Downey Jr. David ordered the Olympic Breakfast and I got traditional. It was actually really nice! Realising we'd spent too much time there, we hurried to find the bus stop. Unfortunately, the next bus was in 45 minutes. We found a bench nearby and just sat there and talked. We talked about how funny it would be if we never spoke to each other again in university.

Finally, the bus arrived and we got on it. There was just a small problem. We didn't know where to get off to get to Hench's house. In order to find out, Jam whipped out both his iPhones and inputted Hench's address in them. He lent me one so that we could both keep track of where we were using GPS. At this point, we realised there was no way to get to the restaurant in time. We got off the bus when it got as near to the destination as possible. Using our combined instincts and skills, we braved long roads, hot weather and jealously of sexy houses and cars before reaching Hench's house. Remembering that there were two front doors, and they only answered the left one, we knocked. It was about 10 minutes before the door opened. Hench probably got lost whilst trying to look for the front door. Or maybe he was underground a few floors. It's probably take me a day to visit every room in his house.

Inside, we were treated with great hospitality. Hench offered us drinks and snacks and we just chatted for a long time. The conversations were interesting and educational. I learnt that love is a complicated thing, and it often never goes your way... Er, anyway.

We left after a couple of hours. Jam said to me 'stripeytofu, why didn't we go to the restaurant first with Pom's mom, then go Hench's house to collect my car? That way, we could have saved money from breakfast and bus fare'. It was true.

Tote

Yesterday, there was a school event at 7PM called Tote (short for Taste of the East, but cool people call it Tote). I started the day by playing PS3 when I should have been preparing for the second part of my art exam. Anyway, I still had no idea what to wear. In the end, I wore my skinny jeans and a shirt/cardigan thing. They were combined so I couldn't take the cardigan off. After I got dressed, I tried to style my hair. But I hadn't done it in so long, I'd lost the skills. My hair was also too long and it kept going back down. The sun didn't help either, it melted the wax and my hair looked normal.

I arrived in Walsall by bus and met up with Jam outside Poundland. He was wearing casual clothing and said to me he was planning to buy new clothes in town. During that time, Hench and Victory kept calling us. We were running pretty late and Pom was counting on Jam to take him to Hench's house. Oh yeah, I forgot to say we were gonna go to his house first for a 'session'.

We got there in the end after Jam bought all his clothes and vodka. We had an hour to chill so Hench decided to make us play a game called Ring of Fire. I really really did not want to play, but I eventually gave in to peer pressure. I took 3 shots in total, which was 1000 times too much my limit. The last time I drank was 2 years ago and I really didn't like the experience. To make matters worst, Hench crushed my special white glasses I bought from HK. I had so many memories with them. What a douche. He was also the one who made me drink all the shots even though I protested. He's still a good friend though. We arrived pretty early at school, and met up with Rucksack, Keyhole, Yoghurt and Ninja. I was still extremely tipsy at that time, and kept asking random questions. It's weird cos I could think alright, but couldn't control my actions. I thought it'd go away after a couple of hours but no, it lasted about four. Crazy stuff. I don't think people like me when I'm drunk so I vow that I won't drink vodka again from now on.

Miss my glasses...

A little bit later, the Indian girls sat down on the table next to us: Armpit, Zumba, Seaman, Hammer, Summers and Dimples. Oh, and Udon. Udon looked funny cos her tights had little black hearts on them. The others were dressed in Indian clothes and everyone looked really pretty.

Me and Hammer :)

The starters came and they were nice, but freakin' spicy! I can take spiciness but it was just unexpected. I asked Sunmers what she thought of the food and she said it wasn't spicy at all. Man, spicy food must taste bland to Indian people. Just kidding.

Later, two women from the dance group 'Desi Nach' asked people to go on the dance floor and learn a dance. Me and Victory went up along with some guys and Armpit and Zumba. It was a new experience to say the least. I definitely wouldn't have done it without alcohol in my body. With my new moves, I tried my best to fit in with all the Indian people who were naturally good at dancing to Indian music. It often got really hot and stuffy, so I took regular breaks outside in the chilly air.

Afterwards in the queue to get food, the two 'Desi Nach' women were in front of me, and asked if I was dancing with them before when they were teaching. I was like 'Yeah, but I can't dance at all' and they were like 'We can't dance either' and I was like 'No! You guys were amazing up there!' and then took a picture with them. When I collected my food (served by some good friends in the year below), I sat down and started to eat, but then Victory (who I think got a little tipsy and went crazy) slapped me and pulled me up and told me to go dance. I sighed and went with him. I can't say I'm a good dancer, but in a worse Indian dancer. I mean, in a club, you could literally dance however you want, but if you didn't do Indian moves here, you'd stand out. I couldn't exactly do the wave or the running man or shuffling there. I was parched and needed water, but some assholes stuck black bin bags over the water dispensers. One theory was that the bar was making no money and forced us to buy water from them. What did they expect when they moved the age limit to buy alcohol to 21? Most of us were 18 or younger.

At one point, I told my friend Meerkat to infiltrate this group of four Indian girls with me by dancing with them. 5 minutes later though, Meerkat was nowhere to be seen. I asked the girls of they wanted a photo using my sexy camera, but three of them rejected and that one girl wasn't gonna take a picture by herself. Annoyed, I just walked away.

The night finally ended and DNA (Jam, Pom and me) said our goodbyes. Jam and I were gonna stay at Pom's house for the night because Tote ended at 11PM and my buses stopped running then, I think. When we got to Pom's house, we checked the photos and found we took about 300 photos. I didn't even take half of those. We tried uploading them straight away but the computer couldn't handle uploading 1.8GB worth of photos.

I'd say it was quite fun, but not worth my £16! I could have went clubbing instead, or watched 4 films at AMC, or got 3 Big Mac meals or saved it up or whatever. Oh well, it was my last year of school so I thought might as well.