This weekend was one of the best I've had in a while, up until this morning. After two nights of consecutive drinking, and one day of a minor hangover, today couldn't be a day of comfort, it had to be a day of pain, tiredness and regret.We decided to borrow SingStar from a friend of ours because none of us own it, and intended to play it while under the influence. However, this never actually went to plan as we played it while sober, then never got round to playing it while we were drinking.
The first night, Friday, there were three of us drinking together, Jess, Abbey and I, and while we tried our hardest to think of other people we could actually be bothered to spend time with much less drink with, it didn't work out so well. So along with a Batman mask, about 15 jelly shots and a large amount of vodka and orange juice, we danced and sung along to an awesome playlist of songs like Birthday Sex, Inescapable and Introvert Extrovert. The night was easy, started early and ended likewise. We were drunk and in bed by 10pm. Given, none of us got much sleep because that's what alcohol does.
The next morning, I woke up to Abbey cleaning the house at 9am and a slight hangover which was mostly just tiredness. The day was one of comfort food including bacon on toast and a lot of water. We again played SingStar while sober and at some point during the day Jess had to go home, so it was just Abbey and I.
The Saturday night was just Abbey, myself and some more vodka and juice. However, after 4 drinks we were as drunk as we have ever been, however we drank those 4 drinks in about 3 hours, and they were strong. So after taking about 100 photos we decided it was time to talk to a lot of different people pointlessly. We still never got around to SingStar, but jamming to songs on iPod dock is just as fun, if not even more so. And at 11.30, once we no longer knew anything about the world around us, we decided that sleep would be an awesome idea, and once again, sleep failed us.Thus leading us to the greatest hangover of all time today. Fresh air didn't help, water didn't help, food didn't help, tea didn't help, Nurofen didn't help. Nothing helped, and nothing made it worse either, so I am typing this with a nasty headache and a churning stomach that doesn't appear to be going away today.
The photo's in order of appearance are, one of Jess, Abbey and I with a Jelly shot on Friday night; Abbey and I on Saturday night; Abbey and I mucking around with photobooth effects on Saturday night; and finally, Abbey and I with my curly straw. As you can see, at some point during the Saturday night I thought both red lipstick and putting my hair up would be a good idea.
And this is the first weekend of many to come on the down hill run to the end of school forever.
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