12-16-2008, 09:46 PM
OMGIHAVEHADTHEWORSTDAYEVER!!!!!!
Seriously, i got so horrendously twatted last night i didn't sleep, and could hear my flatmate having sex with one of my friends, then was too violently hung over to go to my resit exams this morning, can you say 'FAIL??' Then finally got out of bed with the intention of not feeling sorry for myself despite being so wickedly hung over it hurt to stand up about 12ish. No sooner had i teid my hair in place when i was sick all over my ironing. Spent the next few hours with my head over the toilet regretting drinking an entire bottle of sloe gin BEFORE going out. Then my friend came over to visit and i got to hear all about her having had sex the night before, in spite of the fact i'm having major guy troubles of y own right now, and did we talk about that?? Made potato soup to cheer myself up after she'd left, managed to burn all the leeks at the bottom of my good soup pot. I'm still feeling really really delicate, and am considering caving in and phoning my casual sex guy for some much-needed male attention, in spite of still being sick every time anything goes anywhere near my mouth. Oh and i discovered my toilet'sd been leaking too.
The joys...
Seriously, i got so horrendously twatted last night i didn't sleep, and could hear my flatmate having sex with one of my friends, then was too violently hung over to go to my resit exams this morning, can you say 'FAIL??' Then finally got out of bed with the intention of not feeling sorry for myself despite being so wickedly hung over it hurt to stand up about 12ish. No sooner had i teid my hair in place when i was sick all over my ironing. Spent the next few hours with my head over the toilet regretting drinking an entire bottle of sloe gin BEFORE going out. Then my friend came over to visit and i got to hear all about her having had sex the night before, in spite of the fact i'm having major guy troubles of y own right now, and did we talk about that?? Made potato soup to cheer myself up after she'd left, managed to burn all the leeks at the bottom of my good soup pot. I'm still feeling really really delicate, and am considering caving in and phoning my casual sex guy for some much-needed male attention, in spite of still being sick every time anything goes anywhere near my mouth. Oh and i discovered my toilet'sd been leaking too.
The joys...
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