May 21, 2006 11:53
Well so much for me going to that party
I didnt actually drink any more than usual, but for some reason disastourous things happened.
i think i drank it down to fast.
We got on the train to Whitehead, and i was fine
within 10 minutes i was boking my fuckin ring!
Josh & Wee Callum looked after me in the Train toilet and held my hair back while a was being sick.
We got off the train and I bought spring rolls, which i couldnt eat.
apparently a crowd of spides gathered round to laugh at me :( because ya cud see my arse and i was passed out and being sick on the ground.
THEN The police came, and they took me home. they were nice to me :S
I was sick all down the side of thier car and sat and cried.
When we got to the police station i fell outta the car and started being sick again and crying.
Mum had to come and get me, she doesnt like me very much atm.
I left my fone in the police car and they left it up at my house.
RIGHT NOW
i am in soo much fucking pain. My arse is sore as fuck (from falling)i have a bump on my forhead (from hitting it off a toilet seat) and just general soreness.
Moral of the story : Fuck Drinking, I wont be doing it again for a wee while...
But cheers to people who looked after me, Happy birthday Phil and bollocks to Gin.
xxx