So I've just started uni. It's monday morning of freshers week, 11:00, I'm awake with a bit of a head-ache, stomach-ache and an everything else-ache, I assume that this is what you call a Hangover.
I moved into my new flat on Thursday and met all my flatmates on Saturday, who are all the coolest people ever!
I told 'em, I had a list of things to do before I die and we got talkin about them, they all seemed really eager to help me out. It's party week though and the only one that seemed suitable to do pretty much now is #39 (Get Totally and Utterly Wasted). I had never been drunk before in my entire life, I've just always managed to have a good time without it. We were in the middle of a party and my flat mate just kept filling my cup without me realising (Tip: When you realise you've been drinking the same drink for half an hour without it getting any emptier, You're Drunk). But Dang....Being Drunk is really...really something! I still had a great time, everything just seemed to be a little bit more alive, the music was better, the jokes were funnier and the people were more fun to hang out with. I didn't end up vomiting though, thank God.
All that's left to do now is stop my body feeling sooo dead.
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Yeah, I'm going back to sleep!
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