Weekend Happenings
Updates to my concert schedule. Muse will be replacing Justin Timberlake, for a few reasons. Firstly, Muse rock. Secondly, I cannot, for any reason, justify paying $141 for Justin. Thirdly, yea too many concerts had to give one the chop. Sorry JT.
Ahh yes the goings on of last weekend. I think I might just copy and paste what I told Empire. Maybe a slightly edited version. It still makes me all cringy thinking about it.
Heh I should tell you the rest of that shady story. I’m still so embarrassed about it. So after that chick took her knickers off, she climbed under the table to grab my flatmates crotch. My flatmate then informed her that if she was into 3somes to ask me about it because im apparently Im bi. My flatmate is such a asshole. Anyways for the rest of the night her and her boyf were muttering shit to me about “girl love” and why do I look so sad? I must need girl love. I wasn’t looking sad, I was freaking out, they were batshit crazy. As they got to leave her boyf was all “can’t you just give her a kiss? Please?” Hell no.
It was all horribly uncomfortable and I was really happy when they left.
It was a really weird night :) But the cake was cool!
Then Saturday was a absolute slaughter. Started off as a girlies dinner, with Zara smuggling cans of Red Bull in to top off her champagne with. Twas a nice combination. Unfortunately it looked shady as hell, with us ducking under the table to pour it into our glasses. Got us more than a few suspicious looks. Then the drinking. This is what happens when I dont have a car. If my car hadn’t of been in the shop that night I would of driven in, and remained sober. Instead, I remember jager bombs, dancing, and many different bars. I don’t think I made it into all of them. Then we bumped into Male Workmate. He was real happy to see us.
That’s a look of happiness people. Especially when we forced him to abandon his drink to have a photo with us. Notice the claw like grip on his shoulder.
I always say I get pressured into drinks. And finally now, I have proof. This is Zar, I’m sure telling me something like “I’m buying a Jagerbomb for you and your fucking drinking it. You’ll be fine”.
I got home close to 5am.
