Last night was probably the first time in ages that I've spent a NYE not looking after a drunk friend. and it was lovely. Chilling in spoons dressed as cats and then watching the fireworks with my two friends was actually quite nice. I decided to call it a night after that, but apprently I didn't miss much when I left.
So far I've spent the new year in bed. All day. watching telly and getting the new years gossip from people on facebook. Hearing everyone elses stories about doing stupid things are normally quite a nice pasttime. and I normally end up making a mental competition of who's was best. I think this year has to be my friend who got plastered, did ecstacy, and got it off with a random girl in a pub toilet. Entertaining mostly as I was not expecting it at all. Considering he went out dressed as a hotdog. How can you find someone attractive enough to sleep with them when they're dressed as a hotdog?
Maybe it's a case of how drunk are you?
Always seems the case. People do stupid things when they are drunk and use it as some excuse if people don't find their stories funny. like;
"I did (enter stupid action here) last night!"
"Dude that's not cool..."
"I couldn't help it... I was so wasted"
"Oh well never mind"
See what I mean?
Does alcohol bring out the truth in people? Do drunken moments reveal sober thoughts? or are we all actually just a mess. do we have any control?
is that the real us? when we're drunk?
Anyway he's a picture of me and one of my friends Shantel from last night :) I might write something else later when i can be bothered, and actually have something to write about, or the effort to do so...
ciao. xxx
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