wahoo
So, I went out for my aunt's hen night this weekend, and I have a lot to say about it, hehe.
The hotel was *fabulous*, so posh (but so expensive)
They had DVD players and flat screen TVs in the room, and they have a DVD library to choose from so you can watch. (we watched chicago while we got ready to go out)
They had utterly gorgeous little bottles of shampoo and that, and a really flash bottle of water - all of which we took with us when we left, along with the tea/coffee stuff, and mum half-inched a flannel and a pen, heh.
We left one towel stained with my hair dye (I only got it done recently, it's still coming off every time I wash my hair), and the other stained red from the feather boas (they left us covered in red as well!)
But anyway, first thing we did was to go shopping in Newcastle, woot!
I got a poster (happy bunny one, "College prepares you for the real world, which also sucks"), two badges ("yes, these are real" and "lost the plot"), and some clothes for the night, a tank top and some red braces.
So, we came to leave the hotel, there's me in my boots, tartan skirt, black tank top, red braces, red feather boa and red devil horns, my hair all straightened (it looked pretty damn good actually)
At first it was a bit dull, and kinda..bleh.. crappy really, lol.
But then I had some more alcohol.. lots more alcohol.. apparently I had about 9 bottles of smirnoff ice in all.
I had a fun night.. used the blokes' loos 'cos the ladies' was too queuefull, and got my arse slapped (I kicked him back - it hurt!)
I kissed (just *mwah* kiss) a bunch of people, and snogged one guy, right in front of mum but it was ok 'cos she said I could, lol.
I nearly fell asleep on mum so she decided we ought to go home, plus I got all panicky too.
Sooo, here's the fun bit, we're stumbling back to the hotel, me hysterically panicking away and ended up babbling out to mum everything.. I'm bi, I'm pagan, I think I'm schizotypal.
She assured me she didn't care about the first two as long as I was me and happy, and said I spend too much time on the net about the last (that's where I got the info - long story, it's a suspicion that needs checking out)
So that was fun.. I get these things out in style I really do..
So we got back to the hotel, I got ready for bed, threw up, got into bed and pretty much just passed out..
This morning, not so hungover, huzzah. Go me and the no-hangover-ness. I did feel a bit sicky, but we figure it's lack of food and sleep, I'm good now.
So that was my weekend.. lol
The hotel was *fabulous*, so posh (but so expensive)
They had DVD players and flat screen TVs in the room, and they have a DVD library to choose from so you can watch. (we watched chicago while we got ready to go out)
They had utterly gorgeous little bottles of shampoo and that, and a really flash bottle of water - all of which we took with us when we left, along with the tea/coffee stuff, and mum half-inched a flannel and a pen, heh.
We left one towel stained with my hair dye (I only got it done recently, it's still coming off every time I wash my hair), and the other stained red from the feather boas (they left us covered in red as well!)
But anyway, first thing we did was to go shopping in Newcastle, woot!
I got a poster (happy bunny one, "College prepares you for the real world, which also sucks"), two badges ("yes, these are real" and "lost the plot"), and some clothes for the night, a tank top and some red braces.
So, we came to leave the hotel, there's me in my boots, tartan skirt, black tank top, red braces, red feather boa and red devil horns, my hair all straightened (it looked pretty damn good actually)
At first it was a bit dull, and kinda..bleh.. crappy really, lol.
But then I had some more alcohol.. lots more alcohol.. apparently I had about 9 bottles of smirnoff ice in all.
I had a fun night.. used the blokes' loos 'cos the ladies' was too queuefull, and got my arse slapped (I kicked him back - it hurt!)
I kissed (just *mwah* kiss) a bunch of people, and snogged one guy, right in front of mum but it was ok 'cos she said I could, lol.
I nearly fell asleep on mum so she decided we ought to go home, plus I got all panicky too.
Sooo, here's the fun bit, we're stumbling back to the hotel, me hysterically panicking away and ended up babbling out to mum everything.. I'm bi, I'm pagan, I think I'm schizotypal.
She assured me she didn't care about the first two as long as I was me and happy, and said I spend too much time on the net about the last (that's where I got the info - long story, it's a suspicion that needs checking out)
So that was fun.. I get these things out in style I really do..
So we got back to the hotel, I got ready for bed, threw up, got into bed and pretty much just passed out..
This morning, not so hungover, huzzah. Go me and the no-hangover-ness. I did feel a bit sicky, but we figure it's lack of food and sleep, I'm good now.
So that was my weekend.. lol