Do you know what time it is now?
Yes, it's a public holiday, which is why I'm updating.
Before I forget, Happy 27th Crouchy!
Mr. White Font (haha!) gave me advice on Wednesday night.
"Can I come over tomorrow?"
"No, I'm going out to my friend's place for a barbeque party"
"Oh, okay. Do me a favour, yeah?"
"Sure"
"Don't get drunk, please"
"I'll try not to. Just curious, why?"
"No fun in taking advantage of you when you're drunk"
I made sure I called Mr. White Font just to make sure I am not drunk and I got home safely. But someone told him I got drunk. Liar.
The father, despite being in a grumpy mood, managed to give me some advice which was quite funny.
"What is this party about?"
"It's a farewell party and a surprise birthday party"
"Don't go over the limit ah. Don't drink. Alcohol leads to more bad things! After police will come raid you all, you will die"
"It's in Adrian's house"
"The neighbour's might call the police because you all are too noisy"
WTF.
"And what time is it finishing?"
"By 10 or 11 but before 12"
"And someone is sending you back?"
"Yes"
"The driver also needs to be careful, after police car will stop you all and take you to the station if you're all drunk"
Honestly, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at that point. I got home safely and we even managed to discuss plans of me transferring to the UK after my second year. With a completely straight face.
Drunk people don't do that. They rant about why Mathew Tait wasn't called up for this weekend's Six Nations match. Haha.
To everyone, thank you for the party and the food and the booze. The main thing is I enjoyed myself, the company and the booze. And the Cuppacakes and food! Hope you all got back safely.
To the host, thank you for having us over. One day I shall steal that pencil box of yours.
To the birthday girl, hope you liked the shoes. I would've stolen them if they were my size. No, I'm only kidding! And of course, hope you liked the Cuppacakes. I had a say in that!
To the ones who sent me home, I hope you guys got home safe and resumed the drinking session. Thank you for sending me back.
To the concerned alcoholic (who knows nothing of the existence of the blog) who made I sure I sent him a text message once I got home safely, thank you for being a good friend. And yes, let's do this again some time soon! Haha.
Pictures to come soon enough. Julez is being quite an arsey bitch now. Grrr...
Before I forget, Happy 27th Crouchy!
*****
Last night we had a barbeque party at Adrian's place.Mr. White Font (haha!) gave me advice on Wednesday night.
"Can I come over tomorrow?"
"No, I'm going out to my friend's place for a barbeque party"
"Oh, okay. Do me a favour, yeah?"
"Sure"
"Don't get drunk, please"
"I'll try not to. Just curious, why?"
"No fun in taking advantage of you when you're drunk"
I made sure I called Mr. White Font just to make sure I am not drunk and I got home safely. But someone told him I got drunk. Liar.
The father, despite being in a grumpy mood, managed to give me some advice which was quite funny.
"What is this party about?"
"It's a farewell party and a surprise birthday party"
"Don't go over the limit ah. Don't drink. Alcohol leads to more bad things! After police will come raid you all, you will die"
"It's in Adrian's house"
"The neighbour's might call the police because you all are too noisy"
WTF.
"And what time is it finishing?"
"By 10 or 11 but before 12"
"And someone is sending you back?"
"Yes"
"The driver also needs to be careful, after police car will stop you all and take you to the station if you're all drunk"
Honestly, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at that point. I got home safely and we even managed to discuss plans of me transferring to the UK after my second year. With a completely straight face.
Drunk people don't do that. They rant about why Mathew Tait wasn't called up for this weekend's Six Nations match. Haha.
To everyone, thank you for the party and the food and the booze. The main thing is I enjoyed myself, the company and the booze. And the Cuppacakes and food! Hope you all got back safely.
To the host, thank you for having us over. One day I shall steal that pencil box of yours.
To the birthday girl, hope you liked the shoes. I would've stolen them if they were my size. No, I'm only kidding! And of course, hope you liked the Cuppacakes. I had a say in that!
To the ones who sent me home, I hope you guys got home safe and resumed the drinking session. Thank you for sending me back.
To the concerned alcoholic (who knows nothing of the existence of the blog) who made I sure I sent him a text message once I got home safely, thank you for being a good friend. And yes, let's do this again some time soon! Haha.
Pictures to come soon enough. Julez is being quite an arsey bitch now. Grrr...
Labels: annoyed, birthdays, disappointment, england, fangirl, friends, happy, madness, mathew tait, peter crouch, random, rugby, self, silly parents
posted by Anodynous Roxy at
08:37
3 Comments:
-.- Mr White Font? I prefer FWB really. Hahaha.
Hahaha, OMG! Your dad is so funny.
Drunk people talk of MT's absence in in this weekend's match?
Hmmm...pretty true la. I was there anyway =p
(Eh, so how about UK? Confirmed?)
WTF. White Font? What is he? Grey Wolf ah?
Stupid woman.
You bad girl. Don't you ever do that again. Repent! No more alcohol!
You're transferring? Oh brilliant! Let's hope your dad gives you the green light. Which uni? Middlesex? Or UEL?
Drunk people don't do that. They rant about why Mathew Tait wasn't called up for this weekend's Six Nations match. Haha.
Yeah, and they tell that they're gonna kick Brian Ashton's bum and set him on fire if England play badly or lose.
You've got good friends. Glad they're looking out for your best interests =)
P/S: Go UEL. Can stalk random pretty boys. Hahaha.
@ ScouserLysa and Mar Adams - Okay-lah, FWB it is. HAHAHAHA! Grey Wolf. I like that too =)
Yes and drunk people are also going to set Brian Ashton on fire if England loses.
I will repent. I see better days for I shall stay sober for a long time starting from today.
So do you guys =) love you loads, you mad buggers.
P/S: Hopefully it's confirmed, finger crossed I think it's going to be Middlesex, since my mum's cousin is there or something. But I don't mind UEL. Better chance of bumping into pretty boys. Pray for me-lah okay.
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