So a few weeks ago, my work-friends and I were hanging out. We were having pre-drinks, before the ‘of-age’ people were going out clubbing. So naturally, being un-able to go clubbing, I went all out at pre-drinks. It however was mid-day, and I was a little bit drunk, but not so badly that I would have a hangover.
My dad picks me up, because I didn’t drive there, and when we get home, Dad makes me help put up my brother’s new trampoline. That wasn’t good. I was still drunk and giggly, and he had me reading him instructions – big mistake! Things were extremely difficult, I broke a nail (which wasn’t that big of a deal, who gives a fuck about a nail?) , but all in all, it was a good day.
However the next day, I had a full day at work. I woke up, I felt fine, no headache, no nausea, nothing. However at work, the girls who went clubbing were struggling – so naturally, I spent my day laughing at them, and drowning them with cold water. One of the girls was even a little drunk still, which was funny.
But over-all it was a good day. There were drinking games, and snapchats of me sculling and taking shots. We stole a cat to take pictures with (sorry kitty!), and we danced like idiots. But I’ll talk to you later,
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