I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour

And I nose planted. it really hurt. Really Hurt.

rhymes with CUNT. oops. Oh yes, well basically he’s a cunt.

trololololololololollololoolololoooo

imsogoodforyou:

ouif:

imsogoodforyou:

WITH LEMONYPEARS!

AND YOMYARDS!

Of yardiness. 

MON. =p

mon. you forgot the nomyads. Without them we would be dust :’)

Can we call our river the OYDAMN? With extra lashings of DAMN? ;)

the oydamn river it is. May it always flow with the same plenty as our ale. HUZZAH.

imsogoodforyou:

WITH LEMONYPEARS!

AND YOMYARDS!

Of yardiness. 

MON. =p

mon. you forgot the nomyads. Without them we would be dust :’)

All of the gin.

I’m now drinking a g&t with sugar and lemon, it’s delish.

saying that, I don’t feel (whilst admittedly I kind of perpetuated it on my last night before xmas by not saying a categoric “no”) that it’s particularly something within my control. I have to say I agree with T though, I wouldn’t want to have to explain the smell to my mom, either. That and we shouldn’t be smoking in the living room (if in the house at all…).

I don’t think we have beef though, I’m pretty sure Dearson’s the one in the shit here. Not us.

UGH. Didn’t really want to ever have to deal with that. Anything I say on the matter could be construed as mightily hypocritical.

oh yeah, and of course I actually DID have invites this year. But I’ve no way to get there or home. fuuuuu.

But then again. I’m not sure I can trust myself to be sensible with drinking, which makes me cautious about going to people’s houses anyway. It’s really fucking hard trying to get rid of the hideous reputation I built up for myself in year one. 

I wish we weren’t hosting tonight. Or I wish we were, but with my friends. Not the family I’m seen for about 70hours over the past week. THAT’S A LONG TIME TO SPEND WITH THEM. I want to have my friends over, and drink cocktails and jelly shots and beer and do shooters. Or go to someone’s house and not have to worry about getting home because “SURE you can crash here”

I’M SO NEEDY. I promise I’d be really good and not vom everywhere.

Instead I’m going to stay in and get mashed. Go out to Wakefield and attempt to act sober. Back home before 12 and then go to bed. How fucking boring.

I’m going to try and force my family to be fun tonight. Let’s see how drunk we can get the adults that aren’t driving 8)

I’m so freaking spoiled. I bet some people would kill for a night like mine will be.