22nd July- Looking back

Okay your probably shocked by this but yes i am writing two blogs in one day, I feel like a kid with a new toy but i know i want get bored of this to easily. Well since im starting to write about my life now and from this point voice my stories that happen in the 'now' im going to be a little outrageous and talk about my holiday that i had with my best friends a few weeks ago. I know what your thinking... i used to write about my holiday in primary school this will not be interesting BUT in my case when you wrote about it in primary school. It was about silly things like what your brought for example a t-shirt saying I <3 New York and how it was the best day of your life because you got to go to a fair ground, the usual crap. Well ill try and not make it sound NOT like a snotty nosed kid wrote it deal? Plus i have turned down a house party to fill you in now don't tell me that's not commitment because if its not i really don't know what is..

Okay so i went to Ibiza with my closest friends Lydia, Amy and Amelia and of course the much loved Annette Lydias mom. We thought best to have a grown-up to keep us in line. It was supposed to be a no fall-out holiday but with four teenage girls there we all knew that wasn't going to be the case. The night before we went it really sunk in that we were going, we all felt the same not excited at first but i suppose its like Christmas really don't feel its happening until the night before and then you cant sleep. A few days before it was prom which ill talk about in another blog but from that day we had spray tans done and our nails done so we weren't going to look like snowman's when we arrived which was one good thing. We left in the afternoon   to arrive at the airport it was funny because even though it was around 1 o'clock we all still looked like we had just woken up.. actually scratch that, that was just me so tragic. We went to departures and i was full of excitement we were nearly there it felt so close. I remembered being on the plane falling asleep and waking up later and looking through to the window and seeing this small island i couldn't wait to be on it. Im not gonna be a bitch and say all the bad things that happened on the holiday and all the fall outs because lets face it, even though secretly you want to here it, its not what a good friend does. Even though my friends don't see this there's still a sense of guilt, but all i can say is mistakes were made and were resolved some more than others but i have to say despite that, it was the best time of my life. We went to the most amazing clubs and saw Wretch 32 live. Lydia and Amelia were with guys but even if we weren't all in a group i was still with Amy dancing away. We also went to El Paradise which was also spectacular it was a complete and utter world from back at home. Britain starts at 7 in the morning till 10 at night and that's it. But Ibiza starts at 12 and ends till morning its insane but strangely even if your deprived of sleep you still don't feel tired. You have a constant buzz and thrill all through the day and night. Until you get home you feel the damage... We became regulars, well for a week at this bar called The Pink Panther, they were so attentive and you just felt safe there plus the cocktails were gorgeous! One night we thought we should lay off the cocktails and Take Annette out for a meal because if it wasn't for her we wouldn't of had this amazing holiday end of. We all dressed up in our maxi dresses and everyone looked beautiful, even though we didn't go crazy and get stupidly hammered that night it was my favorite by far. The funniest moment of the holiday had to be when we got drove to a club by a trannie yes you heard me and full blown, boobs and all trannie, it was brilliant. Loved every moment of this holiday and will enjoy plenty more with my closest friends. Here are some photos from one crazy but amazing week in ibiza :)