Jan 01, 2005 18:42
oh damn. i had a blast last night. i love taquila. and i love karaoke...
i had 8 shots even thought christina tried to pretend like i had 10. i partied like it was 1999. I THOUGHT I WAS JESUS LAST NIGHT. and i thought i was black. and i got a tatoo. and i rapped a little WU-TANG on karaoke. (and sang a little jackson five and the funk-i realize i know all the words to superfreak) and i thought i was a pirate and had to protect me booty. and my pirate ship was a trampolene which i probably shouldnt have been jumping on...damn then i puked. i'd really rather just be tipsy cause then theres no tizzoilet in my fizzace. but last night it was necessary.
i think christina's brother and sister enjoy the entertainment i provide.
peace out g's
oh then this morning i came home and i was feelin pretty bad and i slept for an hour then i had to get ready and i got up and made toast and all that walking around made me have to puke so i ran to the toilet and puked then i was like 'oh crap' cause mom was in the living room and so i walked out there and i was like 'sorry about that' and she was like ' sorry about what?' and i was like "oh. nevermind"
SHE DIDNT EVEN NOTICE I HAD JUST PUKED. hahaha.