Hope everyones weekend was better then mine!
Where to begin... . .
Ha! I can only go by what I've been told, left my memory along with my dignity at the door Junction Bar.
SATURDAY NIGHT = MESS MESS MESSY
I was there, but not all there
As mentioned below the B party.
I wasn't sure how I felt about Brydon (had slept together couple times, meh) though the free wine made the decision for me that night.. couple bottles vino my flat beforehand with the girls then we moved onto his 21st, with everyone he cared about witness both friends and family. I discovered the bar tab pretty quickly, and not a big drinker to begin with HAHA can't even piece the missing bits together !! ! !!
Apparently, I was in such a state, complete drunken whore hitting on his little sister (19) pretty aggresively, harrasing her even grabbing her boobs and playing with her nipples WTF rubbing some random dudes balls and calling him Brydon.. later told his name was Joe?!? During speeches I vaguely remember shouting "fuck this shit lets get outa here" then stumbled to town. After beating the shit out of the ATM spitting/smashing still not getting any cash lined up outside Subway to withdrawl. Waited in line good 30mins then the "samwich artist" told us to fuck off, friends did as they were told and I'm not sure what I was thinking but waited in line while longer by the cash register until finally someone came to get rid of me, I was abusing the poor attendent "where the fuck is my chicken fillet" "this bitch is trying to rip me off" hadn't orded shit, then the couple behind me started backing me up ha "yer, wheres her damn chicken fillet" until security came and removed me! Couldn't remeber my friend/babysitter that night ha called her the wrong name no idea where I lived no taxi would take me.
Woke up that morning in bed (alone s.u.r.p.r.i.s.e) thought for a split-second, success. Made it to my own bed.
Though when I realized I couldn't remember fuck all blacked out way early in the night *sigh* WHY ha WHY DID I HAVE TO WAKE UP we've all been similar situation I'm sure but there was work collegues are that party while I was a dirty slapper with a filthy whoreish mouth. Being relatively new too.
Weasel.
Whats done is done, memory is over-rated it's probably for the best I wouldn't recognize anyone there if walked past them on the street
Though me and B (talked ass to his Mum also I'm told) Another one bites the dust
I'm being an emo fag about this, gutted though absolutely gutted made such fool myself, type friends write me off over one incident though, expendable
Could have been a lot worse
Taking the sister home for example waking up still in Brydons house though the room down the hall LOL
Pear shape
Think it was decided already we weren't going to work out when I was more keen on the sister (then the friend, then the Mum!) true feelings when your drunk?
Sorry Bry, not the one!!!
Where to begin... . .
Ha! I can only go by what I've been told, left my memory along with my dignity at the door Junction Bar.
SATURDAY NIGHT = MESS MESS MESSY
I was there, but not all there
As mentioned below the B party.
I wasn't sure how I felt about Brydon (had slept together couple times, meh) though the free wine made the decision for me that night.. couple bottles vino my flat beforehand with the girls then we moved onto his 21st, with everyone he cared about witness both friends and family. I discovered the bar tab pretty quickly, and not a big drinker to begin with HAHA can't even piece the missing bits together !! ! !!
Apparently, I was in such a state, complete drunken whore hitting on his little sister (19) pretty aggresively, harrasing her even grabbing her boobs and playing with her nipples WTF rubbing some random dudes balls and calling him Brydon.. later told his name was Joe?!? During speeches I vaguely remember shouting "fuck this shit lets get outa here" then stumbled to town. After beating the shit out of the ATM spitting/smashing still not getting any cash lined up outside Subway to withdrawl. Waited in line good 30mins then the "samwich artist" told us to fuck off, friends did as they were told and I'm not sure what I was thinking but waited in line while longer by the cash register until finally someone came to get rid of me, I was abusing the poor attendent "where the fuck is my chicken fillet" "this bitch is trying to rip me off" hadn't orded shit, then the couple behind me started backing me up ha "yer, wheres her damn chicken fillet" until security came and removed me! Couldn't remeber my friend/babysitter that night ha called her the wrong name no idea where I lived no taxi would take me.
Woke up that morning in bed (alone s.u.r.p.r.i.s.e) thought for a split-second, success. Made it to my own bed.
Though when I realized I couldn't remember fuck all blacked out way early in the night *sigh* WHY ha WHY DID I HAVE TO WAKE UP we've all been similar situation I'm sure but there was work collegues are that party while I was a dirty slapper with a filthy whoreish mouth. Being relatively new too.
Weasel.
Whats done is done, memory is over-rated it's probably for the best I wouldn't recognize anyone there if walked past them on the street
Though me and B (talked ass to his Mum also I'm told) Another one bites the dust
I'm being an emo fag about this, gutted though absolutely gutted made such fool myself, type friends write me off over one incident though, expendable
Could have been a lot worse
Taking the sister home for example waking up still in Brydons house though the room down the hall LOL
Pear shape
Think it was decided already we weren't going to work out when I was more keen on the sister (then the friend, then the Mum!) true feelings when your drunk?
Sorry Bry, not the one!!!
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you need someone like me who'll keep an eye on you and make sure you dont make too much of a dick of yourself. or at least take pictures so theres proof.
hahahaaaa.
look after yourself.
[Edited on Oct 06, 2005 6:21AM]
well at least you had fun.
you need to harden that liver up girl