sick-o

Today i am sick.
it is not just me being all dramatic, which i will admit i can be. no. today i really am very sick. i have this cough that kind of makes me sound like a dying seal. and my nose, look im not trying to gross you out, but my nose is so full of snot it ACTUALLY HURTS. all of my muscles ache. im just SO SICK!
thanks to hanna for bring me 2 choc chip muffins they were amazing.

i realised today that i just had a massive week. MASSIVE. now, usually i will have a big night and not drink for a while. but lately every night has been a big night. i blame passionpop. maybe the reason i only had big nights every so often is because VODKA IS EXPENSIVE and i have little money. but now i have discovered the wonder that is passionpop. $7 for a bottle. i get drunk for $7. mark needs 2 bottles. most people might. but i cannot hold my alcohol. 1 is enough for me.

wednesday night: went to friends house for pre-drinks before the last stro of the year. that made me sad. i love the stro. the stro is my favourite night out.
we played lick and stick. i had to do it with passionpop. i am not very good at guessing games and as a result drank the whole bottle in about 10 minutes. i was onto my second bottle and decided it would be a good idea to stop.
sometimes i have good ideas.
so at this point it is around 9. yeh, thats it. just 9. im sitting on the lounge feeling sick and gross and wishing that i didnt drink so fucking much when i burped.
IT IS NOT GOOD WHEN I BURP because it often leads to me vomiting. in this case it did.
fuck. you. stomach.
i want to stick up for myself right now and say, i dont vomit often when i'm drunk. this was approximately the 4th time EVER that i've vomited drunk.
now, most smart people, had they vomited from over-consumption of alcohol, would probably STAY HOME. not me. i went out anyway.
mark drove us to the stro. i dont really remember the drive, except that i had my other bottle of passionpop with me and decided i didnt need it, so i poured it out the window.
i was told:
luci and leanne cheered for obama really loudly out the window
mark told me to go home and i said that that was a stupid idea.
someone else paid for me to get in.
so there i was, outside, doing my thing. i stood up. i lost my balance. i leaned on a table. i lay down on the table to stop falling over. as in, half my body was ON THE TABLE. i fell off the table. i tried to sit on the wall and missed and fell over. then i hear laughing and leigh is at the window and she screams "HA HA HA I SAW THAT ANN-MARIE"
just so you know, i have BRUISES from that fall. my back HURT the next day. i could barely get dressed.
kissed boy because they wouldnt give my drink back until i did.
kissed boy again because someone said they were better kisses than us.
couldnt concentrate on kissing. fell asleep in bed.
DRUNKEN SCALE: 8.
however, since i vomited, did not feel overly hung over in the morning. just tired.

friday night: dads friend came up for his birthday with his son, who is 20. it was my job to take him out. mark came too.
picked up hanna from work and we went to her house so she could "quickly get ready" which ended up taking like, an hour and a half. anthony and i had a thong war. i am pretty sure that i won. this has nothing to do with my being drunk because at the time i was driving, but it was so funny that i felt like it needed to be mentioned.
mum paid for the night. thanks mum.
went to marks house for pre-drinks. drank bottle of passionpop. hanna got drunk and i accidentally slapped her. (sorry hanna)
got to the pub and hanna saw some friends in the line so we pushed in with them. one of them had a nice haircut. we spoke kind words to each other about each others haircuts (since i got mine cut on wednesday. not many people have noticed even tho it is a dramatic change in my personal opinion).
we got into the pub and hegheg was there and i was so happy to see her. then she apologised again for being mean the wednesday before and she felt i was still mad and i told her that i wasnt anymore and she said thats why you were sad on thursday tho, isnt it, and i said yes. and then i said that it didnt matter. then later on she said she doesnt care who i hook up with aslong as it makes me happy which was nice of her but i havent hooked up with him in ages.
me and hanna were smoking and i started feeling shit at life and so i told her and then i started crying. i went to the bathroom and cried and spoke about how unattractive i felt.
i did something bad but im not going to say it here.
but hanna knows i am sorry. and if she doesnt, hanna, i am sorry.
DRUNKEN SCALE: 7 - 8

saturday night: dads birthday party.
i have already spoken about the events that night.
you can read my other blog if you want to know.
however
DRUNKEN SCALE: 10.
maybe 11 because i was out of control.

see? massive week of ann-marie being drunk.
i would very much like to play the sims but i cannot find the CD.
so instead i am going back to bed now to watch another movie.
last night i watched the Sex and the City movie and it was the extended cut and it was good. (ps did you know theres going to be a sequel! HELL YES!)
this morning i watched fast times at ridgemont high. FUN FACT: did you know that it was directed by amy heckerling? incase you dont know who that is, she wrote clueless. and directed it. clueless is a great movie.
i dont know what movie i'll watch now, but i'm sure i'll let you know.

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