My Birthday and Black Eyes....
So.....as of today I am 25 years old. Last night I went out to celebrate with my friends. We went out to the bars and were having a grand ol' time. THEN.....this happened
Aparentlly, this guy was upset because my friend Ashlie wouldn't dance with him, (btw....I have NO idea how this relates to me since I wasn't dancing with her either!! WTF?). So the guy walks up and bumps into me all hard like, then walks off. His friends rush over and say
"Oh My God...I'm sooo sorry He's really drunk 'cause it's his birthday and he doesn't know what he's doing".
So I say "It's his birthday? wow...It's my birthday too!"
So the next time the guy walks by I stopped him and put my arm over his shoulder and said "Hey man, Your friends said that it was your birthday!" he nods...and I say "It's my birthday too! Fuck all the bullshit lets just drink and have a good time!"
At this point he shrugged my arm off of his shoulder and punched me in the eye. I never even saw it coming.
Then....being the pacifist I am, I don't fight him. (actually I'm pretty sure that he ran off before I could have if I wanted to anyway.) So then everyone is asking if I'm ok and such and people start buying me drinks. Lots of drinks. I don't even remember what they were or how many but it seemed like the whole bar was handing me liqour. So I drank it! and went home (my friend Ashlie drove me) and laid on the couch. I laid down for about 20 min. then proceded to puke my guts out. all over my rug and blanket. at this point I went and got in the bath tub and puked some more. At some point my friend comes back over to check on me and gives me some water and walks me to my bed. (Thanks Ashlie, I owe you one!) now it's the next day...I'm hungover and my eye hurts.....but somehow I still think that was a pretty good birthday celebration! PLUS....I've got cake!
So.....as of today I am 25 years old. Last night I went out to celebrate with my friends. We went out to the bars and were having a grand ol' time. THEN.....this happened
Aparentlly, this guy was upset because my friend Ashlie wouldn't dance with him, (btw....I have NO idea how this relates to me since I wasn't dancing with her either!! WTF?). So the guy walks up and bumps into me all hard like, then walks off. His friends rush over and say
"Oh My God...I'm sooo sorry He's really drunk 'cause it's his birthday and he doesn't know what he's doing".
So I say "It's his birthday? wow...It's my birthday too!"
So the next time the guy walks by I stopped him and put my arm over his shoulder and said "Hey man, Your friends said that it was your birthday!" he nods...and I say "It's my birthday too! Fuck all the bullshit lets just drink and have a good time!"
At this point he shrugged my arm off of his shoulder and punched me in the eye. I never even saw it coming.
Then....being the pacifist I am, I don't fight him. (actually I'm pretty sure that he ran off before I could have if I wanted to anyway.) So then everyone is asking if I'm ok and such and people start buying me drinks. Lots of drinks. I don't even remember what they were or how many but it seemed like the whole bar was handing me liqour. So I drank it! and went home (my friend Ashlie drove me) and laid on the couch. I laid down for about 20 min. then proceded to puke my guts out. all over my rug and blanket. at this point I went and got in the bath tub and puked some more. At some point my friend comes back over to check on me and gives me some water and walks me to my bed. (Thanks Ashlie, I owe you one!) now it's the next day...I'm hungover and my eye hurts.....but somehow I still think that was a pretty good birthday celebration! PLUS....I've got cake!
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