Thanks for the birthday wishes everyone!! 
Had a bit of a party last night, combining mine and another guy on my corridor's birthdays and pancake day (mardi gras). A whole load of people turned up, which was cool and the plan was we'd cook up a load of pancakes, have some beers and then go on to a club, but most people got to about 9 and were complaining they were tired, and headed home- I don't think it was anything personal!
By about 10.30 everyone had left and I was starting to consider bed, but one of the girls from the corridor appeared in the kitchen and says, "I'm going out- wanna come?" and I'm like, "err...yep", seeing as my b'day hadn't quite been the blast I'd hoped for yet. So we end up at this club and I have a couple more beers and start dancing with a friend and a bunch of other people I assume are French 'cos my friend is.
This slightly sleazy guy starts cracking onto one of the girls I'd just met and buys her a drink around 1am and then disappears for a minute, so she's standing there holding a beer in a kind of "What am I gonna do with this?" way. Never one to leave a damsel in distress, I pluck the glass from her hand, scoff a large mouthful and pass it back to her, which clearly seems like a good idea to her and she starts trying to get me to repeat this- trouble is after 4 pints of beer and some Baileys, on essentially an empty stomach (2 pancakes is hardly a meal!) chugging big swigs of alcohol hits me pretty hard and I realised pretty quickly that
a) I'm not going to be able to do this for long
b) One of my internal organs on my right, which sporadically aches a bit anyway felt like someone had kicked me and it was about to burst.
So I start finding alternative methods, such as pouring it on the floor behind me... I really hope I didn't pour it on anyone- I didn't look, I just poured it! hehe
I think it says something about the evening that on the way home, my friend turns to me and says, "So, what do you think of the Turkish girl, then?", meaning the girl I'd been helping with her beer, and I'm like "Turkish? I thought she was French!..."
Feeling a lot better this morning. Had a headache when I woke up, but it went in about 5 minutes, no sign of pain on my righthand side anymore, so now I'm just feeling a bit fragile, which I'll probably sort out with a bit off food in a minute.
Had a bit of a party last night, combining mine and another guy on my corridor's birthdays and pancake day (mardi gras). A whole load of people turned up, which was cool and the plan was we'd cook up a load of pancakes, have some beers and then go on to a club, but most people got to about 9 and were complaining they were tired, and headed home- I don't think it was anything personal!
By about 10.30 everyone had left and I was starting to consider bed, but one of the girls from the corridor appeared in the kitchen and says, "I'm going out- wanna come?" and I'm like, "err...yep", seeing as my b'day hadn't quite been the blast I'd hoped for yet. So we end up at this club and I have a couple more beers and start dancing with a friend and a bunch of other people I assume are French 'cos my friend is.
This slightly sleazy guy starts cracking onto one of the girls I'd just met and buys her a drink around 1am and then disappears for a minute, so she's standing there holding a beer in a kind of "What am I gonna do with this?" way. Never one to leave a damsel in distress, I pluck the glass from her hand, scoff a large mouthful and pass it back to her, which clearly seems like a good idea to her and she starts trying to get me to repeat this- trouble is after 4 pints of beer and some Baileys, on essentially an empty stomach (2 pancakes is hardly a meal!) chugging big swigs of alcohol hits me pretty hard and I realised pretty quickly that
a) I'm not going to be able to do this for long
b) One of my internal organs on my right, which sporadically aches a bit anyway felt like someone had kicked me and it was about to burst.
So I start finding alternative methods, such as pouring it on the floor behind me... I really hope I didn't pour it on anyone- I didn't look, I just poured it! hehe
I think it says something about the evening that on the way home, my friend turns to me and says, "So, what do you think of the Turkish girl, then?", meaning the girl I'd been helping with her beer, and I'm like "Turkish? I thought she was French!..."
Feeling a lot better this morning. Had a headache when I woke up, but it went in about 5 minutes, no sign of pain on my righthand side anymore, so now I'm just feeling a bit fragile, which I'll probably sort out with a bit off food in a minute.
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