It was my birthday barcrawl, I was supposed to be getting pissed….really…I mean I understand that I’m not eighteen and am in fact twenty two…um…but…well…oh dear and why did I decide to kiss Archangel hes just so……ick! Although to be fair to the man he was alot better than when I’ve kissed him before. Why oh why oh why?
I seem to revert to being fourteen or something when I’m that drunk…I am never having a vodka in every bar again. Hurrah for Katie! She let me go to Bowland, which was kinda crowded but hey….oh dear what was I thinking? What was I doing? Why dear gods why? Oh why?!!!!
Oh dear Gods! What was I doing?