Re: Should I have my own thread?
crazy motherfucking weekend....
after everything on thursday, friday some friend and me got a lot of free drinks on uni... then we got messed up talking about life and stuff lookig at some kind of cultural presentation/party
Saturday I woke up feeling old, no headache or sickness... but my body was weak, I was feeling like doing nothing
but the awesome party wtih all my friends was on saturday... and before that I had an barbecue, so no sleeping time
Drank some italian wine(poor fellas like me never have a chance to drink shit like that.. hahah) on the barbecue, by the time I got on the party I was
feeling sleepy, so I decided that I wouldn't drink too much. There was a pool and everybody started to ask me when I would jump. I told them that at the end of the party, since I didn't want to spend the whole time with wet underwear
I just finished sayin hi to my friends and guess who was there?
yep, the crazy bitch is back
I almost cried when I saw her... why? on my fucking party, my friends party. Half of ther party were from my uni.
She went straight to me and she was like: "that chick was asking where were you, she wants to hook up with you, I'm sure of it! If you hook up with her we'll have a problem, I'm serious, I'm going to burn down 3 houses on this street"
I was polite with her and marched back to my friends.... 30 min after that she came to say goodbye, since she was leaving and said that we had to talk, that we have unfinished business... her boyfriend was by her side!!!!
(flashbacking to friday night, a close friend of hers said that she had a message from her: what? "I love you". ok)
ok... the party was fun, I was tired, some friend of mine wanted to drug me at all costs, but I avoided that.
Them the there was no more beer on the party... so I had the bright idea of drinking catuaba(it's like cheap wine, but it's different) on a beerbong.
Then I jumped on the pool... all my friends jumped after me, including the female ones
so much fun
When I got out of the pool the fucking catuaba had kicked.. I got retarded, spent half a hour only with my wet white underwear on. Then another bright idea just before going home, stealing some redbull
I drank 3 cans on my way home, took I shower and went to bed. Then I couldn't understand why I couldn't fall asleep
Sunday I was feeling weaker than saturday, my first meal of the day was 9pm... cuz I didn't have any food at home and I hadn't enough willpower to go out and buy some.
Going back to the crazy bitch... I give up, she just won't go away
I won't waste my time thinking about avoiding her, getting pissed or whatever. she's crazy
I'll just play along
She sent me a message sunday night and the conversation went like this...
"if I get this new job, will you marry me?"
"yep, how many kids?"
"3, but we have to be fast, since my ovaries are dying"
"3? are you sure that you can g without drinking for 9 months 3 times?"
"I didn't think this through, You get me so well"
"what about your bf?
"well, it's just a bf, but you can't fuck another girls... or I'll burn houses"
"sure"
Of course, it was pure sarcasm by me.... but her friend told me that she was taking this conversation serious.... How can someone take this serious? I never met someone so crazy on my life, she needs threatment or something
