Since Brighton I've been taking it easy and crashing with a good mate from work but there wasn't much to report on so this post is about a night me and my old flat mate James had while we were out. It had been a while since we hung out properly and we'd arranged to go out for a freestyle hip-hop night in east london. He'd been commuting from Staffordshire to university while he was looking for a new place so naturally we weren't spending as much time together. As it had gone from living with someone to seeing someone pretty infrequently I'd been looking forward to hanging out, and I also wanted to check how his tattoo was getting on.
The gig itself was awesome, we had a few drinks out on the square before hand to keep costs down so were feeling a little toasted when we got in. It was like a scene out of 8 mile with the DJ's spinning and the crowd chanting and bieng skinny jean clad guys it was fair to say we felt a little out of place but we were soon put at ease as it was a lovely group. The rules of the hip hop battle consisted of the crowd shouting out 5 random words and the two MC's would go head to head in a rap battle using the 5 words layed on them by the crowd. The winner would be the one with the most cheers and would progress to the next round, and so on till the climactic final. Naturally some of them weren't so good which didn't go down too well with the fans and they didn't care to hold back.
It was getting on a bit and before we knew it, the time was 3 in the morning and we'd both spent the night at the front of the barrier getting stuck in. By the time we left we were pretty far down on the booze trail and realised neither of us had anywhere to stay, bieng homeless and all. We were outside in the smoking area and having discussed our options were gearing ourselves up for a night on the streets until a few guys we met in the club came over to us. We talked about our night and exchanged opinions on how the gig went and asked us where we going after as they were down for the weekend and fancied to carry the night on. We told them about our quandry and they offered us a place to stay at there hotel for the night - provided we can make it past security. Me and James kindly accepted there offer and suggested a bar we could go to and buy them a few drinks to make up for it. As we were leaving I heard my name shouted across the street - My friend Lana. She stumbled over and asked what on earth I was doing out at this night sarcastically to which I told her I could ask her the same thing. We explained our situation and she told us of a party going on not too far. We brought our new mates along and ended up dancing the night away, no need to worry about where I'll be sleeping that night as it'll be wherever I ended up zonking out.
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Lana's housemate Nick sporting a funny tee. |
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