Love, drinks and poker!

This blogging thing is a little annoying but I've realised that it's great for remembering what you've done! So here goes a quick recap of the week and weekend.
Thursday had a to be a quiet one, reserved for studying. Got quite a little bit done, but oh well. Friday was all the more fun! Jen, Julia, Celine and I went out after me and Celine very cheekily booked tickets back from Biarritz. So now we pretty much have to go! We went to rue Mouffetard, where we've never ever been before......... Started off with drinks at Chez Felix:

I ordered a Pina Colada a partager between two. Ended up drinking most of it myself... Also treated Julia to a nice blue poisonous shot which I think had her pretty much ready for the night!
Then we went to New York Café and sang karaoke! Four of us on the stage singing Britney Spears - Hit me one more time, legen..wait for it.. dary! We even got high fives going off the stage... Stars born to perform!
We moved on to another little bar to meet up with Björn and the guys. Good night good night indeed! (Yes I like that word...)

Saturday! Alarm at 9.00, powerwalk! Yeah yeah, did I really believe that was going to happen? No no, up at 12, ready for a day of shopping! We went for a jumper hunt, first to one H&M, then to the other further up in Chatelet to find medium, which they didnt have either so back again, I've done H&M enough for a long time now! Mango has really nice dresses in though, so many deliciously bright summer dresses! I firmly and successfully resisted. We made our way to Marais, Jen made some real catches, had a falafel before heading home to get ready again. We met Björn and the guys in the park, it started raining of course but it was very cosy anyway.

We just chatted and played stop! At closing time we made our way to the British/Irish/Scottish guys apartment to continue the festivities. Drinks, music and poker dominated the great evening. Of course I was the first one out, see why I don't play strip poker? Fortunately we didn't play with money so I didn't lose anything except my pride... I can live with that though... I joined up with Björn and we did really well until he kicked me off his lap, then he lost it all. In your face Björn!

The cards and the chips disappeared and a guitar appeared! Yay, sing along! Finn, the Scottish guy thought I had a good voice. He must have been temporarily deaf or just really drunk.....

(I'm thinking drunk)

 At 4 we gave in, woke up again at 10 and enjoyed pouring water on people from the balcony....

Okej, I'll do some actual studying now. Oh and we booked the tickets to Biarritz!! Weeiii, 5-9 June by the sea!