I would be drunker but I couldn’t stomach it. And Andy’s stopped drinking so it’s no fun anymore. Unlike last night, that was great. Apart from chucking up in the mushes next to the Colonel Burnaby when me and Andy went out for fag papers.
I binned the cigs I found as well, I know I shouldn’t have, as they weren’t mine. But either that or I would have smoked them, and I didn’t want to do that. It’s like drunk Louise trolling sober Louise, it’s a reyt pain in the arse.
We went to go see fast and furious 5 today, it was pretty fucking epic.
And you know TOTMTiger “Eat all the things”? That’s been me today. I had a cake and a bacon and cheese fried sandwich for breakfast/lunch, a cookie and two colas before the cinema, a big mac and a cheeseburger after, came home had more cake, and half a tin of beans and a load of frozen grapes in the punch me and Ginny made.
lots of lemonade, some orange juice, lots of lime vodka, lots of peach schnapps and a fair slug of gin, with ice cubes, crushed ice, frozen grapes, crushed grapes, and tinned peaches (and their syrup)
cool or what?
I think that fateful night you moaned at me and went to bed
^lol I pressed paste instead of post then.
So, I’m back el nottingham, I’ve been making cakes, birthday banners, decorations and drinking since about 3 this afternoon. It was andy’s birthday you see! Anyway I had a fucking awesome night. Danced to Lady Gaga, ate cake. Drank vodka far too much. The usual.
Had to chuck up on the way back from getting papers for Andy. Yeah, we snuck out without ginny, so naughty, but she wouldn’t approve anyway! But yeah, vomming was a top notch experience!
Cinema tomorrow apparently. And party at mcd’s or bk :) Happy Fucking birthday Andyman!
PIIIIIIISSSSSED or what. Well, i’m not actually annoyed/angry. More just upset, but mum says she can take me tomorrow morning or something. I just really want to be back home.
Wow, I’m actually quite upset, this is incredibly unexpected.