VOMIT! Well, not really.
well wasn't last night an experience.
the buffalo club was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo slack and i wanted to die with bordem. i was barely drinking and keen to go home. i ended up getting so bored i put $5 in this pokie machine. no sooner had i pushed the first button, I WON OVER $30! ARHHH! to celebrate, I GOT SHITFACED! after i beat richard at pool, drank this most disgusting drink (so much that it made me sick) and did some hardcore airgutair to some evanescence, we all decided to go the clubs. we ended up at pulse and after everyone had paid, one fella wasn't allowed in cause he wasn't wearing long pants! (i think he was just to ugly! j/k) anywho, we ditched them and after i was made a fool of in front of some work mates, we finally went into pulse. here i: drank a bicardi 151 shot, 4 cruiser blacks, 2 cruiser reds, 2 jelly shots (yumyum), ran from this girl who wanted my body (didn't trust dan's matchmaking), and threw a drink on the ground cause i wasn't allowed to take it with me.
on to molloys. before i even got in i said to everyone "i feel out of place". i just didn't like the idea of being in a club full of 40+ yr olds, especially when i was bein eyed off. by now i was completely gone, stumbled into a storage room thinking it was a toilet, rang daniel to which i felt guilt, and ran out screaming "i'll be back when i'm 40!".
from here, we moved on to doors but they wouldn't let us in. i yelled out "it's because i'm white isn't it" and ran for my life! met up wif johnno, went back to pulse and got lost. here i: had another 151 shot, 2 cruiser reds, met up wif some friends from work, was dirty dancing and fool dancing causing people to stop and laugh at me, spoke to my old boss (who gave me my job all those years ago!), was laughing and sliding down a wall for ages, decided i had enough and left about 3am.
me and dick then walked to the shell servo (seeing russell getting drilled by 3 bouncers on the way) where i spewed everywhere (god-damn powerade) and fell asleep on the table while dick was chattin to jared and tarsha while we waited for a cab. 1 or so hour later we flagged down a cab gettin some food and i finally got home. phew.
today i was up early to 'help' clean for the par-tay, but i wasn't really worth havin around. so sick. still feel off and for some reason have this strange craving for gravey.
lots more happened but slack to write (i know, THANK GOD RIGHT).
good night.
the buffalo club was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo slack and i wanted to die with bordem. i was barely drinking and keen to go home. i ended up getting so bored i put $5 in this pokie machine. no sooner had i pushed the first button, I WON OVER $30! ARHHH! to celebrate, I GOT SHITFACED! after i beat richard at pool, drank this most disgusting drink (so much that it made me sick) and did some hardcore airgutair to some evanescence, we all decided to go the clubs. we ended up at pulse and after everyone had paid, one fella wasn't allowed in cause he wasn't wearing long pants! (i think he was just to ugly! j/k) anywho, we ditched them and after i was made a fool of in front of some work mates, we finally went into pulse. here i: drank a bicardi 151 shot, 4 cruiser blacks, 2 cruiser reds, 2 jelly shots (yumyum), ran from this girl who wanted my body (didn't trust dan's matchmaking), and threw a drink on the ground cause i wasn't allowed to take it with me.
on to molloys. before i even got in i said to everyone "i feel out of place". i just didn't like the idea of being in a club full of 40+ yr olds, especially when i was bein eyed off. by now i was completely gone, stumbled into a storage room thinking it was a toilet, rang daniel to which i felt guilt, and ran out screaming "i'll be back when i'm 40!".
from here, we moved on to doors but they wouldn't let us in. i yelled out "it's because i'm white isn't it" and ran for my life! met up wif johnno, went back to pulse and got lost. here i: had another 151 shot, 2 cruiser reds, met up wif some friends from work, was dirty dancing and fool dancing causing people to stop and laugh at me, spoke to my old boss (who gave me my job all those years ago!), was laughing and sliding down a wall for ages, decided i had enough and left about 3am.
me and dick then walked to the shell servo (seeing russell getting drilled by 3 bouncers on the way) where i spewed everywhere (god-damn powerade) and fell asleep on the table while dick was chattin to jared and tarsha while we waited for a cab. 1 or so hour later we flagged down a cab gettin some food and i finally got home. phew.
today i was up early to 'help' clean for the par-tay, but i wasn't really worth havin around. so sick. still feel off and for some reason have this strange craving for gravey.
lots more happened but slack to write (i know, THANK GOD RIGHT).
good night.