Motherfucker!

I'm giving up partying![until the summer]Yesterday, at a deserted, tiny and shitty gasibo at a big and shitty party I lost my phone when walking a very short distance (from the attic to the front door, it's one sets of stairs and finito!). One moment it was in my pocket and the next moment "Poof!". There I was in the middle of nowhere with no phone, drunk with drunk friends and no phone, my only salvation. Every single social event I've been to lately has somehow fucked up and this was the last straw. I'm giving up my social life until after exams.There are three things I hate when going out and will make me very cranky if they do:*losing stuff*losing my friends*not getting homeI didn't really lose my friends yesterday but I did miss the drinking of quite a nice looking red wine bottle they had in the trunk of Hulk, a very green car. I hate not knowing how to get home, or even knowing if I'm getting home at all, especially when there's work the day after.It's amazing how much you're depended on your phone. I feel crippled now and it doesn't help that I'm hung over and ill... and unable to call work sick because I don't have the phone number.I don't think I've ever cursed as much as yesterday.The only positive thing I can say about yesterday night was: "I was wearing tap dance shoes" :|
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