Hey!
So...yeah...it's been a while....actually had a life over the summer and wasn't really that arsed to bitch and moan about shtuff like i usually do!!! Now that i'm back in college however....well let's just say informatics and agroeconomics are both a MAHOOSIVE pain in the hole... but that's for another rant (i'll wait until they really piss me off)...i wana get talkin' bout the goin' outs and abouts =]
Is it just me or is it becoming more of an effort to get up and go out? Like you'd never think that the thought of going for a few drinks would induce some incomprehencible noise of irritation at the fact that you have to get up off your a$$ and walk out the door! In the past year i feel like i've aged another 10 years! It's pretty ridiculous! Looking back (not too far tbh)i feel like i was always up for going out, the late nights, lots of drink and even more dancing. Now i'm more of a pre-drinks kinda gal who fecks off home early with a gyros or two...Which is awesome for my sleeping pattern but not so much for the ol' social life (or the waist line for that matter)....i'm feeling as if i should be checking into an old folks home any day now, all i need is a walking stick, deteriorating sight and one of those dinky clap-on-clap-off lights....life=sorted!
Maybe i've just become lazier but honestly, that's nearly impossible at this stage! I'm just not up for the effort of wearing heels anymore,,,the hours of getting ready are just too much hassle and i usually look like shit by the end of the night anyway....and the fact that i have gotten better at holdin' the ol' alcohol means that i nearly have to make my liver wana jump out of my body before i get shitfaced...(<- bad bad BAD). So you finally make it to the club and yes there's been many many amazing nights and also the absolute shitty ones! Always accompanied by the lovely classy riff-raff-Yes i AM dancing, no not with you, don't whip that out, i will break your hand off if you put it there, and no you will have no luck if you try it out with my friend either....Then there's either the usual nausiating taxi ride or the sobering walk home (plus the compulsary stop for food along the way) You wake up the next moring to the ol' hangover and wondering why you thought drinking a litre of vodka was a good idea in the first place? (and reeeeallly wishing your mom hadn't picked this time to put you on weight watchers and try to make you eat tuna for lunch...*SHUDDER*GAG*)
So...yeah...it's been a while....actually had a life over the summer and wasn't really that arsed to bitch and moan about shtuff like i usually do!!! Now that i'm back in college however....well let's just say informatics and agroeconomics are both a MAHOOSIVE pain in the hole... but that's for another rant (i'll wait until they really piss me off)...i wana get talkin' bout the goin' outs and abouts =]
Is it just me or is it becoming more of an effort to get up and go out? Like you'd never think that the thought of going for a few drinks would induce some incomprehencible noise of irritation at the fact that you have to get up off your a$$ and walk out the door! In the past year i feel like i've aged another 10 years! It's pretty ridiculous! Looking back (not too far tbh)i feel like i was always up for going out, the late nights, lots of drink and even more dancing. Now i'm more of a pre-drinks kinda gal who fecks off home early with a gyros or two...Which is awesome for my sleeping pattern but not so much for the ol' social life (or the waist line for that matter)....i'm feeling as if i should be checking into an old folks home any day now, all i need is a walking stick, deteriorating sight and one of those dinky clap-on-clap-off lights....life=sorted!
Maybe i've just become lazier but honestly, that's nearly impossible at this stage! I'm just not up for the effort of wearing heels anymore,,,the hours of getting ready are just too much hassle and i usually look like shit by the end of the night anyway....and the fact that i have gotten better at holdin' the ol' alcohol means that i nearly have to make my liver wana jump out of my body before i get shitfaced...(<- bad bad BAD). So you finally make it to the club and yes there's been many many amazing nights and also the absolute shitty ones! Always accompanied by the lovely classy riff-raff-Yes i AM dancing, no not with you, don't whip that out, i will break your hand off if you put it there, and no you will have no luck if you try it out with my friend either....Then there's either the usual nausiating taxi ride or the sobering walk home (plus the compulsary stop for food along the way) You wake up the next moring to the ol' hangover and wondering why you thought drinking a litre of vodka was a good idea in the first place? (and reeeeallly wishing your mom hadn't picked this time to put you on weight watchers and try to make you eat tuna for lunch...*SHUDDER*GAG*)
It's quite pathetic to think that most of us need drink to have a good night out ( yes it does aid in forgetting how terrible you look after singing loudly and dancing energetically to the music ) but we used to have fun without it...didn't we?...i...i don't really remember!!! i'm going off on a tangent here but during the summer i had a girlie movie night with some of the old school gals but even though we hadn't seen each other in forever we couldn't think of anything to say *akward silence*oh this movie is good!...i've never seen it....oh cool*akward silence* all i kept thinking was jeez we need some voddy to warm things up! The only time i saw friends was when we were out!!! Sad really! =( meh oh well :P Good ol' Silvers need a fucking litre of voddy to even get it started!
Hmmmm.... so where was i? oh yeah..being lazy and all that jazz..it's probably a great thing that i don't feel like going out..but then again it's not like i use my time very well...instead of going out for a meal tonight i decided i'd stay at home and get cracking on some physio lab stuff...ended up falling asleep watching 300...woke up 2hrs later only to roll out of bed to go out with little or no effort.Even then, the decision was a toughie...to go out and socialize or to lie in bed and watch LA ink on you tube....such is life.
Soooo..... it's 5.57am and i should be fast asleep seeing as i came home 2hrs ago but it's only occurred to me that i've been sipping away at a can of Monster and it's not exactly a pro-sleep kinda drink! I'm going to watch Princess and the Frog for the millionth time ( it is an epic fantabulous movie peeps and for anyone who hates it...shame on you...tsk tsk....) Gona leave ya and love ya!
Nighty Night Darlin's
Love Always
Your One And Only PitBitch
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