Party

i went for a party yesterday and i was kinda awesome. especially after everyone else left, leaving us in charge of the whole house. including the alchol, shisha pipe and the balcony with the so - so view. stoned and smoked and drank till 5 in the morning. MY broke a horse by shaking it... how i dunno. i told her she was so screwed and she looked at me with utmost seriousness and said, it was already broken when u gave it to me....

funny how i gave it to her in 1 piece and she returned it to me in 2 when it was already broken.
KK challeged me to darts.... i got an eleven and a 19 for a best out of 3 game. she got a 0 and a 0...
eil looks like constance song but behaves like a maria. she was loudly proclaiming that she wasnt drunk!
BY was being a disty fairy from like 12 - 3 when she slept in the master bed room while watching animal planet.

i do not know what made those people want to watch animal planet at 3 in the morning....


that was the good part.

the host was found comatose in his bed lying in his pool of vomit.
MY was in and out of the toilet like 5 times (those that i counted) and each time lasted 10 mins MINIMUM.
BY and T knocked out. and everyone knows how hard it is to wake people who've had 1 too many drinks.
KK was puking her guts out. even in the car on the way home.
eil was being a maid. cause she was the only girl who was not drunk.
the rest of us were at the balcony and shishaing away. what friends. what love.

that was really the good part.
i got home at 6. woke up at 4. sent by and t home. came back at around 530 when my phone rang.

it was from mindef. i was on recall. it started at 2. i had 4 hours to report. it was 615. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

no full pack, no items in the full pack, i didnt even know where my damn helmut was. fuck man....

apparently, all the BRC people were late. the whole bridage could not end because they did not meet the 97% report rate. and most of the people that had not reported were from the BRC. the cannotdowrongofthebridge. the golden boys were not back...

i got there at 720 and was told i had to stay till 10pm. plus i had to endure the "i know ur a good soldier, so what happened today?"

" erm i was hung over... when i woke up it was 6...? u can check what time i authenticated the recall cal... 615... sir, u go check lar..."

fuckers made me feel bad. and at 750, they said, okay u can go now. we were just pulling ur leg.
FUCKER.


some pictures while i was stumbling



this is a common sight in school.


imagine this...


and this is timmy's last ride.