“This is not the walk of shame this is the walk of pure victory”


Gggggooooooooooooooooddddd Morning…

photoshop for the win

I’m getting better at using photoshop…

It’s now under a week until I actually get to call myself a medical student….

 

surprise cat

Holy frikin shit

AND get my horrific passport picture put on an ID card (for the next 4 years!) I’m starting to get nervous…

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I feel like I have a few days to grow up… I now have a (weekend) job (albeit in slave labour errr… Retail) and I have 4 years of medical school ahead of me… The title of the degree is GRADUATE entry medicine… It’s that word… Graduate, it’s starting to make me freak out…

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Not you Callie you’re perfect

It’s not only that! People are getting married, friends are starting to have kids and are even buying houses…

Yes I like gif's now...

Yes I like gif’s now…

Then I’m sitting here still trying to master the science behind keeping my dignity after a bottle of wine or a one night stand…

But in all honest the thought of renting out my womb to a tiny human horrifies me… Plus I’d need to be getting laid by a viable mate of the male species – Like that’ll happen any time soon…

But, I am LOVING London life. Apart from the ridiculous price of booze and hideous amount of tourists in Primark It was like a frikin zoo!!!

 I just wanted some pillows…

you go Grandma

you go Grandma

But the highlight was when I was queuing like a proper Brit and I over heard someone shout

“I THREW MY PIE FOR YOU”

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It broke me… literally broke me, I couldn’t stop laughing – my faith in humanity had been restored temporarily, until I had to exit Primark – which is NOT an easy task, I felt like I was in the final of the tri-wizard tournament

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After the stress of shopping I decided to go out for ONE (Yeah that never happens) drink with some friends and others…

One turned into twotwo turned into liver failure and I found myself back on the tube at 8.30am the next day…

cat giving up

 

It’s truely a sobering moment when you have to admit to the man on the tube that this is infact the “walk of victory and not the walk of shame” while similtaniously attempting to keep down the litre of Lucozade I chugged in a last-ditch attempt to give me some energy and sobriety before I stepped on to the moving inferno that is the tube…

Piper shuAfter 2 stops I needed to be let off that tube A-SAP… There was a high ‘chunder possibility’… I would in all honestly rather pull a 12 hour shift in the Oxford street Primark than go through that again..

I don't think I have a choice...

I don’t think I have a choice…

Well, currently the police are outside my house after a large fight down the road… I’m starting to rethink the “I don’t live in Tower Hamlets… I live in *Insert Vaguely better area here*” statement I say a lot…

It’s ok I have my alibi sorted…

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Until next time…

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