A fan...I don't know if I'd go so far as to say a fan. Perhaps. I just have a very morbid fascination with serial killers. Or death, really. I find their motives, backgrounds, and such very interesting.
So, perhaps a fan. Whichever way you wish to look at it.
I avoid calling myself a fan of serial killers because it might offend people, or they might not understand... you know what I mean?
I was fucked on Goldschlagger once, like totally off-my-face-wasted. I passed out in this field and my friends Caoimhbhe, Áine and Caoireann all had to sit there for ages, all of them plastered, and try to wake me up. Then when I woke up Áine handed me her vodka and goes, "drink that, it'll make you feeeeeeel better!" So I did, and I didn't get caught by my parents that time. My big sister caught me, but Niamh's a wee alcho anyway =D
It's hard to avoid your siblings when you have twelve of them. =O
I like whiskey - Bell's and Powers. (I like Powers, the Irish whiskey, better, though. Naturally.). It's like ... *drools* If I can't afford that, though, it's gotta be Goldschlagger. Cinnamon flavoured vodka. Oh yeah =D Tastes like Christmas.
Getting drunk in school is awesome. Everything becomes hilarious =D I remember when I was drunk in English and the teacher asked me to hand the exercise books out, I stood up, staggered to the left and fell into the wall. The teacher goes, “Fionnuala, are you intoxicated?” and I went, “NO! I’m not intoxicated. Just moderately tipsy.”
AND HI JEFFY! I wasn't denying it, I was saying it in another way. :tehe: :file: