The Loop Guide to Clubbing, Drinking, plus West Essex and East London living.

Oh goodness, where to begin where to begin, so much to say and so little time! This month has been jam packed and I feel like I have been running around like a headless chicken with no where near enough hours in the day! The good news is that I finally got my new car; the bad news is I have crashed it twice and got a puncture and all in the first week! Both knocks weren’t that bad but the second one did leave quite a nasty scrape down the side which will have to be sorted, more embarrassingly though was that it was done as a group of college kids where about to cross the road and as I got out it to check the car it was hard to concentrate over the ooh’s, ummm’s and sniggers. I felt like saying why don’t you go and find yourself a YTS placement and p8ss off but then I remembered I was a student once and just as immature so I chose to ignore them. It did get me thinking though, being at college seems like a life time ago now and (as Anita Baker once said) ‘where does the time go’?

I have been in quite a reflective mood this month, I think its due to the change of season, I love this time of year, the forest is gorgeous and that combined with the fact its been quite warm lately I seem to come over all nostalgic and its quite nice!

I have been having good girlie nights out lately and Enchanted @ Abacus was one of the highlights of my month, it was really really good and so nice to get out of the area for a change I would highly recommend it. The following week (on the success of the week before) we went to Faces and although we had a brilliant night in there all of us have complete blank spots throughout the evening, my advice - never drink pink champagne on an empty stomach! I was suffering so badly the next day I couldn’t even drive and that is so not like me. Since I have given up smoking my nights out go by without a hang over so I can only assume it was the champagne, needless to say I had the severe horrors on Sunday -thank goodness I spent the day at my dads for some family support!

Anyway being in the reflective mood that I have been this month I have been asking myself a lot of questions lately. I think you get to a certain age where the prospect of not knowing where you are going starts to scare the sh8t out of you and at this moment in time I am really scared! When you’re younger the thought of marriage and children seems so far off but before you know it you are late 20’s (god I’m old) and it’s worrying that I am still thinking things like ‘when I’m older I am going be a pop star or a dancer’ or ‘when I grow up I want to marry Corey Haim’ actually I take that last one back – have you seen him recently in Heat? Oh it’s awful. If you can’t remember who he is then think The Lost Boys and Licence to drive – in fact here is a photo to remind you.

This was the boy that not only filled my bedroom walls but also got a kiss every night, day and afternoon (in fact I kissed him so much that I actually rubbed his lips off) All I can say now is what the hell happened?

Its like he is a totally different person, I am gutted it’s like a part of me has died he has officially broke my heart! As if discovering that Mikey out of the gooneys is now one of the fat hobbits out of Lord of the Rings (see below) wasn’t bad enough I now have to get my head round an extremely disturbing looking Cory Haim. I ask you how are you suppose to enjoy the prospect of getting older when there is a chance that you could end up looking like a totally different (rank) person, you would never have thought that Corey Haim would grow up to look like this would you? I am scared!

There is only one way to get the polluted image out of your mind and that is by registering on the J17 archive website and by watching copious amounts of his old eighties films.

So what is it with the thought of growing up? When I was about 15 all I wanted to do was hit 18 so I could do what I want and actually carry out the threat of ‘you wait until I am 18 I am sooo moving out’ needless to say I now actually miss living at home with my mum and worrying about bills and stuff is not fun! I remember saying to my dad when I was younger ‘dad when can I go out at night’ and he used to say ‘any age, you are allowed to go wherever you like whenever you like…. As long as you’re with me’! Now I am allowed to do what I want it’s nowhere near as much fun as rebelling against something or someone! The funny thing is as well when you hit 23 things don’t change; it’s like clocking up the miles but not moving very far it’s a very sad fact! So from now on I am going to cherish my inner child! I am going to have a more parties (like for Halloween and fireworks night) and organise more games nights and with the festive season just around the corner I am really looking forward to it!

P.S Make sure if you are throwing a firework party that a.) don’t pick up the sparkler the wrong end (how much did that advert scare you!!) and b.) That you get your fireworks form News Box the newsagents next to Homebase in Loughton, they are really helpful in there and cheap! (They also to THE BEST penny sweets in Essex! The Editor.)

P.P.S I am Lost with Lost…

P.P.P.S My friend Kate and I have discovered instead of ‘you are what you eat’ we have come up with a new one, ‘you are what you rhyme’ for example if your name was: Kate you’d me ‘great mate’ or Caroline you would be ‘more than fine’ OBVIOUSLY ours rhyme with something lovely, but not everyone is as fortunate. Imagine if you were called Rick or Tanker – what would your name rhyme with. I suggest you try this theory out on ex boyfriends, I think you will be surprised at how often they rhyme with something horrible. Please log onto the forum with suggestions!

P.P.S This Saturday there is a wicked new night on called ‘Chateauneaf de pap’ its at Canal 125 (ex babushka), its on the unassuming Caledonian road in Islington, (five mins from Kings Cross tube) its three floors of classy house old and new and is mega funky and trendy! It will be brilliant, See you there!