Tuesday 1 February 2011

Bitch Tits

I gain more credibility in the lesbian stakes every day don't I? Fucking retard... Speaking of fucking retards, as I staggered to Nunnery Court this morning, practically holding my head under my arm I was that hungover, I saw what became the best hangover cure ever. A man in a red ford escort (possibly one of the only car types I know) straightened himself up infront of a CLOSED garage door. He then proceeded to reverse in to said closed door. 3 Times. At no point did he attempt to OPEN the fucking closed door. Who does that?

But yes - last night was Phil's night of birthday celebrations. I was smashed before we left the flat (I have Never. Fucking game...) but carried on drinking. Found Alex in Mosh and had a big of a boogie, before leaving at half 2 (I have never Mosh before it's closed before. I'm losing my touch a little). I also discovered why I only wore my prom shoes at prom. The bastards ripped my feet open. I practically orgasmed when I finally took them off when we got outside. Orgasm ever so quickly subsided when I trod on broken glass.
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I got in with black feet, to be swiftly joined by Lissi, who was also pissed ad began rolling on the floor yelling about chinese food and 'whipping her hair back and forth'. LOL just doesn't quite cover it. I got it all lovingly on video. I didn't sleep - I passed out. I woke up in exactly the same position I'd fallen asleep in. Normally, I thrash around (obviously whipping my hair back and forth, of course) but no, Eventually pulled my head from the pillow, late, and literally scraped hair back and wiped off last nights makeup. Obviously I put clothes on. Alex had time to preen himself to perfection, and seemed fine until we got to uni - it was then that the lack of sleep hit us both. He became a grumpy asshole (:P) and I became hysterical, repeating 'Then she put her hand around me waist' in a Jamacian accent (just go and listen to Tae Armo or whatever the fuck it is by Rhianna) and 'Mr Boombastic, SEMI FANTASTIC!' in a raggae accent - it was then that Emily roared with laughter and told me that my 9 year old self got the lyrics wrong.

Today was fun. We were all shattered, but we were still laughing hysterically every5 minutes or so. I'm getting back in to the swing of things again and have got over my little angsty moment. This may be because I'm going home on the 11th to celebrate my first ever Valentine's Day WITH someone! I know, right? How has someone like ME been single all this time? PFFT. Get real. I'm soooo happy though XD XD

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