Its monday so obviously I am in the office...they 'forgot' to give the silly intern work again so I'm taking full advantage of the free internet service here :). I seriously can't wait to get back to school. You can always skyve class but you can't skyve work. *sigh* i can so wait to clear uni and get a real job. Anyway I'm dying! I feel like i was beaten up (I may have been...) then run over by a steamroller. I however don't regret it one bit and would redo saturday night/sunday morning all over again without changing a thing.
I went for BoTB with my friends again. Met some new interesting people-one of whom was being indiscreetly cougared by my pal *rawr*-but my old friends are the ones who made that night insanely awesome. There were quite a number of intoxicating substances consumed so people were craaaaaaazy. The moshing was intense! I ranted in a very gay manner about missing my friend (I actually had to explain to the new people that I was not a lesbian),nearly got a black eye,someone lost a tooth and the same person may or may not (im not sure) sprained his ankle. At this point i would like to explain that I only know that guy because he is the friend of a friend. No direct connection :). I am not afraid to disown him. Anyway I'm pretty sure I lost weight that night.
I get home at around 6 a.m. go to bed and 2 hours later guess what happens??? My lovely mother wakes me up to straighten out the house.She has other children dammit! Children who'd slept in the house the night before! Anyway the chores did not let up 'til around 9 p.m. I felt like I'd been transported to colonial Kenya and my mum was white. The abusive language...the feelings of oppression and rebellion...the HOUSEWORK! Maumau shit. So yeah. I blacked out at around 9 and woke up feeling AWFUL. Even more now that I've realised that after work I have a date with a broom. Yup. More housework :/
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