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So want to know about my weekend? Well it was my 19th birthday and all so I’m guessing I did do something, really unhealthy week end it was, I so am going to have a heart attack or my liver will shut down or something like that, is not good.
Friday was my actually birthday, I woke up with a slight hangover from the red wine jasper was making me drink because we had to get drunk one last time while I was still 18. I got $50 to buy some jewelry, a woman’s shirt with ‘I have a great pare’ on it, some Ralph magazines that for some reason was bought for me because they couldn’t think of anything else, a mini basket ball hoop, and some CD’s. Had to work a night shift on my birthday but came home and got a bottle of tequila off jasper and co. Now this is where things sort of went wired/bad, me and jasper were being drunk dickheads like usual, and we was all going to the servo cos that’s what you do when you are drunk, and there was a freak piggy back accident, and jasper got a fair amount of gravel face out of it, was not good, I feel really bad about it, I mean the guys my best friend and I sorta dropped him….. anyway. So I guess we all sorta went home.
Next morning woke up got ready to go to Brisbane for a party (make up for not being able to party on Friday night) got there around midday, already six beers into it, jasper came with us, his face looked pretty messed up and for that I’m sorry. I thought I only had 12 Beers max, but I can remember a lot more, 12 of my beers, 4 of Daniel Elliot’s, mat bought a carton of sol and gave me a six pack, there is a memory in my head of a bottle of absinth, and I know I would have had some of jaspers vodka. So all in all I actually passed out before the party started, next thing I know someone has jumped on me and demanding I get drunk with them, turns out to be Todd, and now its 1 in the morning, I tried to stand, I couldn’t remember passing out, fell over, calmly explained to Todd that getting drunk with him was not a good thing to do right now, went and got really acquainted with the toilet, decided that I would stay up and not drink anymore, there were so many ppl that I did not remember there, they had no idea who I was, and for some reason no one I knew was around, just to clarify male actors give me the shits, and funny thing is that’s all there was and a few New Zealanders. So naturally I hung with the New Zealanders.
Yeah so other than drinking enough alcohol to keep me drunk for three weeks and dropping my friend it was a good birthday weekend, its to bad someone wants me to come out clubbing tonight cos I don’t feel up to it, but I said I would and so I shall. No drinking though, the thought of alcohol makes me sick.
Friday was my actually birthday, I woke up with a slight hangover from the red wine jasper was making me drink because we had to get drunk one last time while I was still 18. I got $50 to buy some jewelry, a woman’s shirt with ‘I have a great pare’ on it, some Ralph magazines that for some reason was bought for me because they couldn’t think of anything else, a mini basket ball hoop, and some CD’s. Had to work a night shift on my birthday but came home and got a bottle of tequila off jasper and co. Now this is where things sort of went wired/bad, me and jasper were being drunk dickheads like usual, and we was all going to the servo cos that’s what you do when you are drunk, and there was a freak piggy back accident, and jasper got a fair amount of gravel face out of it, was not good, I feel really bad about it, I mean the guys my best friend and I sorta dropped him….. anyway. So I guess we all sorta went home.
Next morning woke up got ready to go to Brisbane for a party (make up for not being able to party on Friday night) got there around midday, already six beers into it, jasper came with us, his face looked pretty messed up and for that I’m sorry. I thought I only had 12 Beers max, but I can remember a lot more, 12 of my beers, 4 of Daniel Elliot’s, mat bought a carton of sol and gave me a six pack, there is a memory in my head of a bottle of absinth, and I know I would have had some of jaspers vodka. So all in all I actually passed out before the party started, next thing I know someone has jumped on me and demanding I get drunk with them, turns out to be Todd, and now its 1 in the morning, I tried to stand, I couldn’t remember passing out, fell over, calmly explained to Todd that getting drunk with him was not a good thing to do right now, went and got really acquainted with the toilet, decided that I would stay up and not drink anymore, there were so many ppl that I did not remember there, they had no idea who I was, and for some reason no one I knew was around, just to clarify male actors give me the shits, and funny thing is that’s all there was and a few New Zealanders. So naturally I hung with the New Zealanders.
Yeah so other than drinking enough alcohol to keep me drunk for three weeks and dropping my friend it was a good birthday weekend, its to bad someone wants me to come out clubbing tonight cos I don’t feel up to it, but I said I would and so I shall. No drinking though, the thought of alcohol makes me sick.