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I must write about last Friday night, it was funtiemz.
So, weeks prior I had plans (and a facebook event) of a fun night out with two friends, we will call them R and C. The plan was to go to the Indian restaurant that R used to work at, bring wine, drink the wine, go back to C’s house and watch shitty reality TV.
Then a few days beforehand I casually text C, and she tells me she has accidently double booked :O She is seeing the nearby musical from 8-10!
Amanda doesn’t let bitches ruin plans.
So we alter the plan so that we still go to Indian, eat, drink, then while C is at the musical, R and I will spend time at the pub until she is done.
So the night happens! We buy an unnecessary amount of cheap wine, go to the restaurant, eat delicious food, R and I are quite tipsy and C heads off to the musical.
R and I still have some wine left in the bottles we’ve opened, so firstly we sit on a bench in the cold street and drink our wine from the bottles, like classy ladies.
We then go to the Royal. A friend of mine happened to be playing in his band there, and I had some fun drunk conversations with people I knew and his mother.
R and I met up with some random guys, travelled to a different pub and they bought us shots.
Now, as girls will understand, once you let a guy buy you a drink he will follow you around all night until you give him a little something. A slutty something. So after these guys bought us shots I knew we had to ditch them. And so we did! As soon as they turned to go inside and play pool, R and I ran back to the previous pub and talked to a bunch of people who starred in the musical.
R and I were so drunk by this time that C had to hold us up the entire walk home.
Now, this is the weird part of the story;
I begged them if we could play Scattergories, so we get to C’s house and about a minute into playing the game, I throw down my notepad, lie down and within ten seconds I am asleep. R and C tried very hard to wake me but couldn’t, and they said I occasionally sat up, stared at them with hatred then lay back down.
C picked me up and carried me to a couch, then put blankets on me. I woke at about 6am, still drunk, wondering how I got on the couch. I then watched Americas Next Top Model until they woke up.
I need feminism because I should be able to have sex with whoever I want without being called a slut.
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Disclaimer: Don’t get all nutty and call me up worrying I’m getting suicidal, just because I occasionally get upset doesn’t mean I want you to ask me about it or be concerned, I just want to write about it.
I am feeling down for the following reasons;
- I don’t see my friends as much as I’d like to. I’m worried about losing a few.
- I don’t feel organised or on top of uni work. I don’t understand law and I hate research assignments more than anything.
- I’m sick of being single, it’s nice to have someone to complain to and hug. HUGGING ALL THE TIME
- My relatives from Canada here, which brings the whole family together. It’s stressful and horrible.
So because of this I have made a plan! A WONDERFUL EXCITING SUPER-HAPPY FUNTIMES PLAN!
It is cold rainy weather (the kind I love) and I feel this justifies my excuse for not leaving the house today. I am going to stay in, be warm, watch Skins and other comforting shows, eat noodles and text friends! It is simple and my favourite thing to do. I wish my mum was home with me, but that’s alright.
#I promise my next piece of writing will be a positive, witty one.
Tidying Up Art by Ursus Wehrli
Wehrli takes everyday scenes of disorder and rearranges them into neat rows, sorted by different attributes such as color, size, shape, and type, etc.
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Totez got my drink spiked LOL
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I’m traumatized by older men winking at me at a young age, but Gil makes it a little better.
Reminds me of my old friend Zan. Ahaha.
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