Moral Dilemma
So the past few weeks have been weird, but I won't go into it. My head has just been fucking with me.
Anyway. Last week is a bit blurry. There was Tuesday night bowling/getting trashed in the bowling alley & Chicagos. Then Thursday cinema, followed by a big session at the bar in Hollywood bowl. Amy is highly annoying, so Matt ended things (Text: Lets play hide and seek! You go hide, and I will never EVER attempt to find you). Sweet.
Friday I splases out a lot of money on new shoes, jeans and a shirt to go to Liquid. Wish I hadn't bothered! They serve 2 beers: Becks & Stella, and at nearly £4 a pint I think not. So onto Jaks me, Charlotte and Matt went. DRUNK. I like it when they spin the wheel above the bar and we get special offers =]. Free shots with every drink for the next 2 songs is all I remember. The rest got filled in by Chaz and Matt the next day, it goes as follows:
I threw up after putting 4 Corkys into a cider. Woops. Then we all danced, and got dragged up onto the stage. So we danced for ages in front of everyone, and some guy comes over and starts dancing all over Matt. He politely side steps away to dance with Charlotte. The bloke dances with me and I've been told we just started getting with each other at the edge of the stage. The other 2 fuck off. I attempt to jump off stage, fuck up my ankle. I vaguely remember Barry coming, and he spoke to Luke Rees and I made a fool of myself as per. Ed came, he looked like a cowboy. We danced.
Left about 2am, stumbled to the hotel where they had a moan at us for being so late. Once inside I get bored and pop over the road to Tesco, buy cigarettes, come back. I didn't take a key. So I get moaned at again. Then in the room I open both windows wide open and sit on the window ledge smoking (it was a smoking room), on the third floor. Not safe when I'm way gone.
BUT. Good times.
Now I'm just all shite feeling. Remembering I have college tomorrow makes it worse, because I know I'm so far behind its unbelievable. I want the 10th March to roll by. Then the 29th. Then fuck whatever else happens for a while. I want someone to get with not just randomly on a stage when extremely intoxicated. Someone full time please?
Anyway. Last week is a bit blurry. There was Tuesday night bowling/getting trashed in the bowling alley & Chicagos. Then Thursday cinema, followed by a big session at the bar in Hollywood bowl. Amy is highly annoying, so Matt ended things (Text: Lets play hide and seek! You go hide, and I will never EVER attempt to find you). Sweet.
Friday I splases out a lot of money on new shoes, jeans and a shirt to go to Liquid. Wish I hadn't bothered! They serve 2 beers: Becks & Stella, and at nearly £4 a pint I think not. So onto Jaks me, Charlotte and Matt went. DRUNK. I like it when they spin the wheel above the bar and we get special offers =]. Free shots with every drink for the next 2 songs is all I remember. The rest got filled in by Chaz and Matt the next day, it goes as follows:
I threw up after putting 4 Corkys into a cider. Woops. Then we all danced, and got dragged up onto the stage. So we danced for ages in front of everyone, and some guy comes over and starts dancing all over Matt. He politely side steps away to dance with Charlotte. The bloke dances with me and I've been told we just started getting with each other at the edge of the stage. The other 2 fuck off. I attempt to jump off stage, fuck up my ankle. I vaguely remember Barry coming, and he spoke to Luke Rees and I made a fool of myself as per. Ed came, he looked like a cowboy. We danced.
Left about 2am, stumbled to the hotel where they had a moan at us for being so late. Once inside I get bored and pop over the road to Tesco, buy cigarettes, come back. I didn't take a key. So I get moaned at again. Then in the room I open both windows wide open and sit on the window ledge smoking (it was a smoking room), on the third floor. Not safe when I'm way gone.
BUT. Good times.
Now I'm just all shite feeling. Remembering I have college tomorrow makes it worse, because I know I'm so far behind its unbelievable. I want the 10th March to roll by. Then the 29th. Then fuck whatever else happens for a while. I want someone to get with not just randomly on a stage when extremely intoxicated. Someone full time please?