Party On.

Grow back, braincells! Grow back!

I went to Kerry's 18th birthday party on saturday night. Me and cheanna got there at 7:30 and it was really awkward for about 30 minutes. Then it rained, giving us all the much needed "holy-crap-can-you-help-me-carry-this-shit-under-the-marquee-so-it doesn't-get-ruined" icebreaker we desperately needed.

Then it stopped raining, which is good.
Carissa came at about 8 and seeing as i love her i went and talked to her and she (being exceptionally awesome and like-minded in taste) gave me some bundy rum. LOVES.

The party was pretty fun, although i regret not ending up jumping on the trampoline. Looking back now, it probably wasn't the best of ideas.
Mix alcohol, rain, slippery trampoline, nearby tree, one very-clean white dress, mud and drunk Carissa and you're basically asking for a concussion. Plus the trampoline was fully illuminated by really bright lights and there were about 12328759082735079 people sitting under the marquee. Including; wait for it, MRS MILES. (For those of you who haven't had the pleasure of being screamed at by her, she's a very strict, very religious teacher at my school). She kept giving me 'I-hope-you-die-as-a-result-of-your-underage-drinking-maybe-that-will-teach-you-a-lesson' glares, mostly when I was mid-sip.

OMG and i accidently walked in on a guy taking a piss in the toilet. The door didnt close properly so i just barged in and was like "oh. oh my god! I'm sorry!" *runs away*.

We later joked about it. Weird.

Here are some other things that happened that were pretty cool:
/Me and Carissa seeing how weird we could dance.
/Me finding a fireplace/barbeque.
/Dancing to Electric Feel.
/Me and Robbie (omg yeah, Robbie was there too! :D) scaring, chasing, patting, yelling at and being licked by Kerry's dog Nelly.
/Kelly being there. and giving me some very delicious stuff to drink.
/Micky Salter and his cigar.
/Taking photos of the above.
/Getting the nickname 'Bundy.' Not for all the obvious reasons, but pretty relevant. LOL
/Photo-bombing
/Me finding a dark place.
/Me realising that at pretty much every. single. party i go to:
> It rains.
> I go exploring and find about 239841704 things to laugh at and play with.
> I find a dark quiet place and sit there for awhile.
> I look terrible a a result of #1 Rain. #2 Alcohol. #3 Running around and dancing like a freak. #4 Being generally unnatractive and #5 My uncanny self-sabotaging knack for making idiotic faces in photos.
> I pee about 348710837410845084265 times.
> I find some kind of animal to follow around and play with. (moderately creepy sentence of the day)

it was fun :D