oh the pain.
my head.
well not realli more like my tummy.
i promise never to drink or do naughty things ever again.
tell santa ive bin good.
jus make this pain go away please..
yea i was feelin so bad on da 26th. u can imagine.it was all good i was plannin on not gettin drunk at all or anythin i was stickin to good old safe beer. i mean after all i didnt want a hangover to deal with in front of my god parents.
so beer it was. i had like 16 - 2o cans or sumthin.dats was sweet i was jus nicely tipsy and we were among da few left still awake of the 40 ppl attendin.
then this guy comes along to where we sit (goddad, godmom, tiara, me and a young couple)
nice lookin fella very obviously british and also very obviously pissed faced.
carryin wat appears to be vodka.
"come sit" we say. after all da drinks are plenty and company is good. and we have more to go round.
"oh sure thing ill jus gatecrash and sit here. wait ill be baq with sumthin"
the good man goes and gets a bottle of vodka.
[aha! vodka.. dere is a god me thinks.]
he asks to share round da vodka and da oldies say nay. but me a young reckless very very brave gurl steps forward with glass held high and starts a long unfinished tale with this drink we call vodka.
i do remember we finished da vodka.
i also remember throwin up into da sea.
i also remember a website this guy asked me to tell my goddad the next day so dey can tok business.
and i also remember him [johnny his name is] tellin me that this is special 50% vodka
sadly i didnt listen
a-fuckin-mazing.
true enuff i never realli managed to finish my tale with da vodka.
i draw blank on the last bit of the party.
no dere was no makin out or sleepin with any guy. not dis time. he was married. and like 30-sumthin.
okay summary in short we were on my godparents boat for an xmas party. which was realli 3 boats all next to each other. dere was 40 ppl and shit loads of food and even more beer. everyone started leavin at i think 11 pm. me and my goddad we da last to give in at fuckin 5 sumthin in damornin. me bein completely shitfaced. i have vague memories of gettin onto da couch on one of da boats.
what i do remember is wakin up da next mornin feel like i cud kill myself.
i never get a headache jus da worst tummy ever. trust me it is not a pretty sight.
didnt tounch breakfast except a feeble attempt at a yellow hasbrown-lookin lump which looked particularly greasy so as to not end up bein sick
i should have known better. i will always have to suffer.
tried drownin myself in da shower later.. next time ill try tomato juice.. supposed to be da best hangover cure.. with a shot of tequila if u can stomach it.. i was not da hottest thing dat mornin.
i think my first smile of the day was at like 6pm.. [i got up at bout 9 am] and my first beer was at 7[so much for not touchin alcohol in this lifetime]
i can see only one good side to this and that is my sis got more shit-faced den me. amazing and a wonderful feelin.. sorry tiara. but i hafta admit it was jus so fun to watch u wen u were pissed.. tryin to get into da boat and all.. and fallin on da floor. i shant go into detail in case she freaks but da vodka hadnt arrived den so i was jus peachy.
i remember it ALL and im gonna tell it at her weddin.
loadsa qns were goin round bout jake. dey wanted to hear more bout him den bout me. and im always willing to go on. but den tiara spoils it by drunkenly sayin dat jake looks like jack osbourne..straightened things out da next day by showin dema pic and everyone like realli everyone was like "but hes cute wat. i tot he was so bad. orite wat. quite qute." and den tiara changes her story to i first thought he looked like jack wen i first met him but not now..
my godmom seemed pretty smitten. "he looks like a guy u can trust. real nice lookin guy...."
me and tiara were twllin stories da nite before and i remember sayin what a darlin jake is. hes so sweet and all so by da next day everyone was like "chuck us a pic of u gurls boyfriends..."
so dat was xmas.da eve's party was not bad either. da punch was spiked which we werent complainin bout.
and my mom was real cool dat nite. cos i needed a fag like real bad and so i went up to her and i was like
"hey im goin out for a bit of fresh air ill be baq in a sec."
and she was jus like
"dunt lie ur goin out to smoke arent u?!"
*guilty nod*
"okay dunt go far.. hurry baq."
i was jus like Damn! not half bad.. pretty cool.
yea dat was sweet.
oh and a special tnx to tiara for my xmas pressie. i loved it. she got me a skull which i shall leave till auckland. and a pair of handcuffs.
yea. i saw dem and i was jus grinnin i was like shit... haha for da ones i managed to break.
my parents saw and dey were jus like "wt..? im not even gona ask.." after lookin at me and my sis laughin and exchangin looks..
so hilarious.
den went out for a movie after work today.. was picked up on a nice honda bike.. i want a bike now. like realli badly.
i think ive managed to coax him to lemme learn how to ride his bike. he was jus like u need to find a place where deres no cops and ill be happy to teach you..
SWEET.
movie was real cool its called london voodoo. beautiful film. loved da cinematography as i think they call it. real pretty. workin tomorrow. tryin to do a new layout for my blog.gave up tryin to explain it to others.
new years is comin soon.
god help me.
my head.
well not realli more like my tummy.
i promise never to drink or do naughty things ever again.
tell santa ive bin good.
jus make this pain go away please..
yea i was feelin so bad on da 26th. u can imagine.it was all good i was plannin on not gettin drunk at all or anythin i was stickin to good old safe beer. i mean after all i didnt want a hangover to deal with in front of my god parents.
so beer it was. i had like 16 - 2o cans or sumthin.dats was sweet i was jus nicely tipsy and we were among da few left still awake of the 40 ppl attendin.
then this guy comes along to where we sit (goddad, godmom, tiara, me and a young couple)
nice lookin fella very obviously british and also very obviously pissed faced.
carryin wat appears to be vodka.
"come sit" we say. after all da drinks are plenty and company is good. and we have more to go round.
"oh sure thing ill jus gatecrash and sit here. wait ill be baq with sumthin"
the good man goes and gets a bottle of vodka.
[aha! vodka.. dere is a god me thinks.]
he asks to share round da vodka and da oldies say nay. but me a young reckless very very brave gurl steps forward with glass held high and starts a long unfinished tale with this drink we call vodka.
i do remember we finished da vodka.
i also remember throwin up into da sea.
i also remember a website this guy asked me to tell my goddad the next day so dey can tok business.
and i also remember him [johnny his name is] tellin me that this is special 50% vodka
sadly i didnt listen
a-fuckin-mazing.
true enuff i never realli managed to finish my tale with da vodka.
i draw blank on the last bit of the party.
no dere was no makin out or sleepin with any guy. not dis time. he was married. and like 30-sumthin.
okay summary in short we were on my godparents boat for an xmas party. which was realli 3 boats all next to each other. dere was 40 ppl and shit loads of food and even more beer. everyone started leavin at i think 11 pm. me and my goddad we da last to give in at fuckin 5 sumthin in damornin. me bein completely shitfaced. i have vague memories of gettin onto da couch on one of da boats.
what i do remember is wakin up da next mornin feel like i cud kill myself.
i never get a headache jus da worst tummy ever. trust me it is not a pretty sight.
didnt tounch breakfast except a feeble attempt at a yellow hasbrown-lookin lump which looked particularly greasy so as to not end up bein sick
i should have known better. i will always have to suffer.
tried drownin myself in da shower later.. next time ill try tomato juice.. supposed to be da best hangover cure.. with a shot of tequila if u can stomach it.. i was not da hottest thing dat mornin.
i think my first smile of the day was at like 6pm.. [i got up at bout 9 am] and my first beer was at 7[so much for not touchin alcohol in this lifetime]
i can see only one good side to this and that is my sis got more shit-faced den me. amazing and a wonderful feelin.. sorry tiara. but i hafta admit it was jus so fun to watch u wen u were pissed.. tryin to get into da boat and all.. and fallin on da floor. i shant go into detail in case she freaks but da vodka hadnt arrived den so i was jus peachy.
i remember it ALL and im gonna tell it at her weddin.
loadsa qns were goin round bout jake. dey wanted to hear more bout him den bout me. and im always willing to go on. but den tiara spoils it by drunkenly sayin dat jake looks like jack osbourne..straightened things out da next day by showin dema pic and everyone like realli everyone was like "but hes cute wat. i tot he was so bad. orite wat. quite qute." and den tiara changes her story to i first thought he looked like jack wen i first met him but not now..
my godmom seemed pretty smitten. "he looks like a guy u can trust. real nice lookin guy...."
me and tiara were twllin stories da nite before and i remember sayin what a darlin jake is. hes so sweet and all so by da next day everyone was like "chuck us a pic of u gurls boyfriends..."
so dat was xmas.da eve's party was not bad either. da punch was spiked which we werent complainin bout.
and my mom was real cool dat nite. cos i needed a fag like real bad and so i went up to her and i was like
"hey im goin out for a bit of fresh air ill be baq in a sec."
and she was jus like
"dunt lie ur goin out to smoke arent u?!"
*guilty nod*
"okay dunt go far.. hurry baq."
i was jus like Damn! not half bad.. pretty cool.
yea dat was sweet.
oh and a special tnx to tiara for my xmas pressie. i loved it. she got me a skull which i shall leave till auckland. and a pair of handcuffs.
yea. i saw dem and i was jus grinnin i was like shit... haha for da ones i managed to break.
my parents saw and dey were jus like "wt..? im not even gona ask.." after lookin at me and my sis laughin and exchangin looks..
so hilarious.
den went out for a movie after work today.. was picked up on a nice honda bike.. i want a bike now. like realli badly.
i think ive managed to coax him to lemme learn how to ride his bike. he was jus like u need to find a place where deres no cops and ill be happy to teach you..
SWEET.
movie was real cool its called london voodoo. beautiful film. loved da cinematography as i think they call it. real pretty. workin tomorrow. tryin to do a new layout for my blog.gave up tryin to explain it to others.
new years is comin soon.
god help me.
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