I just drunk a pot noodle.

That's how I know it was a good night. I don't remember all of it, my boyfriend had to piece some things together for me but I didn't do anything stupid.
There's a lot of love bites on me though, a couple on my back and a big one on my chest. Means he tried to tell if I was awake or not, the chest one doesn't need to be explained.
My head feels fuzzy though, I was fine until I got on the bus, then last night really caught up with me. I can't add up properly though and my speech is a little off. Plus I burnt my mouth drinking the damn pot noodle.
We're not moving yet, we decided this morning. We're gonna wait till we have more money to spend on rent.we are gonna buy a big tv with the money we didn't spend on booze.
I also decided I like star wars.
Heads a bit clearer now, peace out.
January 1st, 2014 at 04:17pm