Last night went to the
Witchwood. I was slightly pissed drunk as a sailor.
And speaking of sailors and pirates and the like..I was on Rum...Rum and Coke bien sur, but still Rum.
And it was looovely.
One Two problems with last night:
Sam had too much drink and not enough to eat and threw up into a pint glass.....bleagh..
I kinda snogged a mate of mine, as far as I was concerned, he was the one who instigated, I was just playing along, I don't get much attention from the opposite sex so I take what I can get! Unfortunately when Sam (damn him) said, "So...are you two..together now?" I began to shake my head vehemently, but out of the corner of my eye...my other mate was contemplating it. Why do lads take something like a drunken kiss, which IMHO is just a bit of fun and means nothing, as some sort of promise? Meh
(Oh and Portia..you may have a funny text message, I sent whilst slightly pissed so.....)
University of Manchester here I come!
seraphinhunter you know I'm going to STALK you when I go to Germany for a year!!!!
Bye bye doodles...