''No! My hair looks wet and manky!'' ''But it looks nice wet and manky!'' ''Heeeeeeeyyyyy!''

Hahahahahahahaha. Swimming yesterday with Yuko, Weez, Bethman and Rose. Before this, Yuko, Weez, Bethman and I met Maddy in Woking to go along to Zizzi and eat yummy food. After this, many conversations occurred in the pool, like the one above involving Yuko and I. Not to mention many other antics involving us nearly being drowned in the waves and discovering that breasts do, in fact, float. In particular Rose's, and Weez's too.

I have discovered that I am useless at floating in a mushroom position, although I did manage to float once, but that was partly because my knee had hit the floor in the shallow end causing me to bob back up to the surface. It was quite funny. We also attempted to withstand the crashing waves in the shallow end, but failed; I ended up being kicked in the head by Rose's floating leg, then being swallowed by the water.

We also sat in the jacuzzi for a while, and discovered breasts' ability to float during this time. And my oxymoron speaking. Yuko was unimpressed with the fact that I commented that her hair looked quite nice whilst soaked in chlorine-filled water. Hence the conversation mentioned in the blog title.

All in all, it was a very fun time, and ended with the funness of ice cream. Perfect. I then caught a train back home and went off to Basingstoke rock n roll club, which was a good laugh. Yeah, I'm obsessed. I know, it's only rock n roll (but I like it).