Sunday, 26 September 2010
01:06:18 PM (GMT)
I got absolutely
wankered last night. I met Joe in town and we went to McDonalds and then got the bus
to West Bridgeford. We got to Harry's house and stood outside with Adam, Will,
Harry's dog and for some reason, Harry's dad, while we waited for Harry to pee. Then
we went to the park and met Lewis, Ruby, Alice and Kaytee and we stood in the park
for a while absolutely freezing while Adam and Lewis and Joe got high. Then Joe left
to go to a party and we went back to Harry's house because his parents had left.
Lewis had bought two 2 litre bottles of cider and Alice had some malibu but me and
Will decided that since we weren't lightweights like everyone else we should mix our
cider with some gin we found in Harry's pantry. We were all upstairs in Harry's room
and Lewis was laughing at nothing and Ruby and Kaytee got drunk so quickly. When I
stood up, after three glasses of gin and cider, I realized I was more drunk than I
thought I was and me and Will went downstairs to mix some diet coke and gin.
Then me and Will shared the last of some cider that appeared out of nowhere and went
to put the bottle in a bin outside but threw it over the fence instead. When we went
back inside I think I lost Will or I went outside or something and then I apparently
had a conversation with Adam about how I like Will which I do not remember at all.
Then I was sitting at Harry's kitchen table with Harry and Will and I was drawing
cats on a newspaper. Then I fell off my chair and I don't remember what happened but
I somehow ended up standing at the kitchen sink being sick for about half an hour.
Kaytee was looking after me and then she left (i have no recollection of this at all)
and then Alice was looking after me and then Will was and he kept making me drink
water and I think I told him that I like him while being sick because I am goddamn
classy like that. I remember constantly saying 'are you angry at me?' and 'i'm really
sorry' to everyone.
Then my dad rang me to say he was outside ready to pick me up and someone (I think it
was Will) showed me to the door and I got to my dad's car but I was sick on the way
home so my dad found out I was pissed. I went to sleep as soon as I got home and I
woke up at half one, fully dressed and still off my face, and I fell asleep again at
about half three.
My dad isn't even angry at me, he's going to make me clean his car and probably won't
let me out for a bit but he just keeps taking the piss out of me. It was the best
night I've had in aaaages (apart from being sick).
Today my grandad is coming round for Sunday lunch and tomorrow I have a 6 hour acting
exam based on a play about drinking haha wooo~