i'm posting this on both of my blogs as it means a lot to me...

three years ago i could've died in my sleep,

if it weren't for my friends insisting that i went to hospital.

please, if you can, give blood

someone else who did saved my life.

exams: over

wine: gone

me: drunk

pub: calling

that i like it on p27...

do i come back?

do i go somewhere else?

do i give up?

for anyone that is bothered, from now on you can find me here:

http://www.platform27.co.uk/alisonwonderland

xxx

that would be me.

drink, anyone?

hic...

this time exactly 11 months ago i'd just arrived in spain,

i was excited, terrified, curious, nervous, hopeful, fearful... feeling just about every emotion that you can probably feel all at once.

now, here i am today with my flight home booked for the start of september, after having almost come to the end of a year that i´ve loved and loathed in equal amounts.

a year in which i´ve met some great friends, some not so great friends, hated myself for not making things better when i didnt like it, been proud of myself for sticking it out, learnt lots and skived lots, become accustomed to ridiculous measures of vodka, and ultimately  had more fun that i'd ever imagined i would....

so the question is,

how can i make my last month even better than the previous 11?

(and in other news, i got filmed for our tv channel today so will be famous when it goes live in september. overseas property, not 'adult art' - before you ask.....)

i missed my blog's 3rd birthday.

i guess its partly because work is so hectic that i hardly have time to come on here,

any partly because i just cant be bothered anymore,

which is a shame.

maybe i´ll get back into it when i´m back at uni and have nothing to do all day, every day.... who knows.

anyway, in other news -

benicassim was absolutely fantastic. mad gigging till from 8pm till 8am with 'litros de cerveza' the only viable drink available, sleeping on the beach all day, lots and lots and lots of fun.

granted, camping in 40º heat is not so comfortable, but the showers were cold, clean & plentiful so it was ok!

highlights were franz ferdinand (because they were superb), the kooks (because i´d been singing naive none stop for the entire week), the pixies (because they are legends, or so i´m told), the ordinary boys (because they were actually really good. and chantelle was there!), morrissey (because he changed his shirt about 5 times in about an hour) and 2 Many DJs (because we got to jump about and dance like loons)

it was great and i am definitely going next year, if not for the music for the superb tan that i have managed to come back with. and i would even camp again (pretty spanish boys showering in the buff in communal showers kind of draws me to campsite over apartment...)