We’re Strictly Ballroom

Here is me on an unfamiliar mass of carpeting in a place I’ve never been before. A girl abroad. I woke up hungover at a strangers house on sunday and didn’t remember how i got there.

Friday my roommate informed me that Id be going to some party with her and she had set me up with a guy who i had met at a party a few months ago. The night proceeded to get worse as we got more drunk and was concluded in me carrying him home as he puked all over me. Thanks man, fuck you.

 I was woken up hungover on saturday by a friend who was comming over. We just got stoned and drove around untill we wound up at her friends house. Which turned into some bar a couple of glasses of rum later. Totally forgot Id tell my friend Id go to his birthday party. Most of saturday night was really hazey, untill I crashed Andys party on my way home. When the party went sour, Andy and I crashed two other parties on the way back to my place. We ended up sleeping at the townhouse of the third party, When My parents called at like 11 on Sunday, I was still alittle drunk and didnt know where I was. Turns out I was in the townhouse next door to where I live. Way to meet the neighbors.

Andy slept on my couch as I went to lunch with my parents and had a Job Interview.

This was a really boring update.