"Prouver que j'ai raison serait accorder que je puis avoir tort."
I’ve been off partying for the past week or so, as I turned nineteen on Tuesday.
On the 13th, Saturday, I went to Mandate. It’s a strip club in the city.
It was… *smiles* really nice.
By the end of the night my throat was sore from screaming, I had stuff written all over me, and had danced my little tush off.
I had placed tattoo pens in my bag before I left that night, knowing that I’d be writing ‘Birthday Girl’ crap all over me during the night. It worked out that everyone wanted to write on me.
I got the host of the strip club, Chris, to write on me. He was absolutely adorable and incredible good looking. *sighs*
All the strippers at Mandate are from Manpower, or were once in Manpower. This basically means one hell of a night.
Sunday was spent sleeping off the weekend. I had to get up around 8:30am to pick up some flowers for my step mum and grandma, as the place I get my flowers from are phenomenally good and I wanted to make sure I got what I wanted. I also wanted to be the first to greet Lena with her flowers in the morning.
Fell asleep around 10am, didn’t wake up till 6pm when I heard family barging through the front door, as they all came over to celebrate Mothers day.
I was over at a friends on Monday, then Tuesday was spent at my aunties for lunch with my mum, late afternoon with a friend and basically being an idiot all day. But Tuesday night went haywire.
The plan was for me to catch the train into Hawthorn with Sarah and party over at Casey’s (a club). Sarah’s mum forbade her to leave the house, fucked if I know why. Zeljka said she couldn’t be FUCKED to come out. Chris, Ash and Kate bailed along with EVERYONE ELSE.
I didn’t end up going out on the night of my birthday because I had already been drinking, so I couldn’t drive there, parentals were asleep, taxi would have cost me $40 - and that’s a rip off, and there was no way in hell I was going to catch the train at 10pm all by my self.
Funnily enough, I like my limbs where they are thankyouverymuch.
Basically, Jacqui and Sarah are the only two whom I am ‘ok’ with. Everyone else is in the dog house. The dog house is currently playing Delta music back to back and has been set alight with petrol, or at least I like to think so.
I’m angry at Zeljka the most because she said to me on Saturday ‘I want to come with you on Tuesday night’. But on Monday she said ‘I’ll call you and tell you if I decide I want to come’.
She’ll decide if she wants to come out and see me on my birthday?
Right. I’ll just DECIDE if I want to be your god damn fucking friend from now on.
She called me on Wednesday morning to tell me that she past her driving test and now has her P’s. I told her I’m happy for her, delivering it with a dry tone of voice.
By the end of the phone call I had told her to get fucked, sodomise herself with her own fist, and to not call me until I’ve cooled off.
*shakes head* Cannot believe the nerve of that girl.
Friday I was over at Billboards again, after getting groped by a group of guys I went to the bar with Sarah and had her drink 5 shots of vodka in 2 minutes.
I’ve never seen her so… perky before. Made for a good laugh.
lol.
I haven't updated because I was either out, or had consumed too much alcohol to type, and nothings worse than trying to use a damn computer while under the influence. OK, so perhaps there are worse things. But still.
I’ll be over at my mums tonight, but I’ll be back tomorrow. It’s nice to see my mum so happy. I can’t wait till mum and Wayne set a date for the wedding.
Mind you, I’ll be giving her a fair bit of crap to her on the day. As anything that involves a lot of peopler equals Deranged Monster Mum, which equals to me laughing at the scared looks that are directed at her when she turns into the aforementioned monster.
I’ll have to keep all and any sharp objects out of her reach. Actually, heavy things such as chairs should be viewed as possible weapons that she might use to kill people with. Well, not to worry, all of this wont be happening for another year.
I’ll be assigned to do the body count before and after the whole event. *snorts*
Most important thing to me at the moment?
I still have 2 litres of Strawberry daiquiri in the freezer.
On the 13th, Saturday, I went to Mandate. It’s a strip club in the city.
It was… *smiles* really nice.
By the end of the night my throat was sore from screaming, I had stuff written all over me, and had danced my little tush off.
I had placed tattoo pens in my bag before I left that night, knowing that I’d be writing ‘Birthday Girl’ crap all over me during the night. It worked out that everyone wanted to write on me.
I got the host of the strip club, Chris, to write on me. He was absolutely adorable and incredible good looking. *sighs*
All the strippers at Mandate are from Manpower, or were once in Manpower. This basically means one hell of a night.
Sunday was spent sleeping off the weekend. I had to get up around 8:30am to pick up some flowers for my step mum and grandma, as the place I get my flowers from are phenomenally good and I wanted to make sure I got what I wanted. I also wanted to be the first to greet Lena with her flowers in the morning.
Fell asleep around 10am, didn’t wake up till 6pm when I heard family barging through the front door, as they all came over to celebrate Mothers day.
I was over at a friends on Monday, then Tuesday was spent at my aunties for lunch with my mum, late afternoon with a friend and basically being an idiot all day. But Tuesday night went haywire.
The plan was for me to catch the train into Hawthorn with Sarah and party over at Casey’s (a club). Sarah’s mum forbade her to leave the house, fucked if I know why. Zeljka said she couldn’t be FUCKED to come out. Chris, Ash and Kate bailed along with EVERYONE ELSE.
I didn’t end up going out on the night of my birthday because I had already been drinking, so I couldn’t drive there, parentals were asleep, taxi would have cost me $40 - and that’s a rip off, and there was no way in hell I was going to catch the train at 10pm all by my self.
Funnily enough, I like my limbs where they are thankyouverymuch.
Basically, Jacqui and Sarah are the only two whom I am ‘ok’ with. Everyone else is in the dog house. The dog house is currently playing Delta music back to back and has been set alight with petrol, or at least I like to think so.
I’m angry at Zeljka the most because she said to me on Saturday ‘I want to come with you on Tuesday night’. But on Monday she said ‘I’ll call you and tell you if I decide I want to come’.
She’ll decide if she wants to come out and see me on my birthday?
Right. I’ll just DECIDE if I want to be your god damn fucking friend from now on.
She called me on Wednesday morning to tell me that she past her driving test and now has her P’s. I told her I’m happy for her, delivering it with a dry tone of voice.
By the end of the phone call I had told her to get fucked, sodomise herself with her own fist, and to not call me until I’ve cooled off.
*shakes head* Cannot believe the nerve of that girl.
Friday I was over at Billboards again, after getting groped by a group of guys I went to the bar with Sarah and had her drink 5 shots of vodka in 2 minutes.
I’ve never seen her so… perky before. Made for a good laugh.
lol.
I haven't updated because I was either out, or had consumed too much alcohol to type, and nothings worse than trying to use a damn computer while under the influence. OK, so perhaps there are worse things. But still.
I’ll be over at my mums tonight, but I’ll be back tomorrow. It’s nice to see my mum so happy. I can’t wait till mum and Wayne set a date for the wedding.
Mind you, I’ll be giving her a fair bit of crap to her on the day. As anything that involves a lot of peopler equals Deranged Monster Mum, which equals to me laughing at the scared looks that are directed at her when she turns into the aforementioned monster.
I’ll have to keep all and any sharp objects out of her reach. Actually, heavy things such as chairs should be viewed as possible weapons that she might use to kill people with. Well, not to worry, all of this wont be happening for another year.
I’ll be assigned to do the body count before and after the whole event. *snorts*
Most important thing to me at the moment?
I still have 2 litres of Strawberry daiquiri in the freezer.