SLUMBER PARTY LAH

So basically it’s 4:05 am right now and I’m as high as fuck. Okay it’s a little toned down now since I can actually type a proper sentence like at an acceptable pace. Nat’s just gone. Not like the gone kind of gone but just the so called happy high and she slept like a baby right in front of me. I have never seen anyone go to sleep like that and here I am just like okay why are you leaving me hanging like this. It’s 4am and I need someone to talk to. I have issues. But the best part is I’m just here cross-legged sitting on Nat’s swing and typing this out on my baby Burton. Internet connection sucks and I don’t know the wifi password but whatever. So I’m just typing on Microsoft Word. I hope I’m alert enough to save this. Can’t believe I totally bunked Sangeetham class for this but totally worth it although I still yet to have some quality time with my Natsy. Oh well, pleasure.

Okay my eyes are burning right now but I still have the ability to correct my multiple spelling mistakes and end of story. Means I’m as awesome as fuck although last night I got wasted. Oh I got wasted I tell you. I should write a story about all my drinking experiences. My major drinking experiences that is and perhaps carry out an analysis of what my drinking style is. So far what I’ve gathered is that, well, food is a must have and no shots. Hmmm, whatevs.

Okay getting wasted is stupid by the way. Slowly drink your drink with a full stomach so that like what Nat said, you’re a happy high and you get to dance with your crush who actually wanted to dance with you. Let’s not go there shall we.

Okay now I’m just lazy to type already but I have so much to say. Why can’t they have like some voice blog or something like that? I’d be talking all day long. Mata membakar oh oh oh. This time around when Nat came down I totally found so many more new and amazing people in my life.

Prisha is this girl. This one of a kind girl who is I don’t know what apart from her Level 99 English, then there’s this group of MILFs that are totally holy yet happening at the same time just like me. Then there’s this boy called Thiru who actually knows what the fuck NOL means. Heck he knows my company better than I do and yes NOL is a company if you’re actually wondering. Then there’s just more and more friends and family I’ve totally bonded with this time and I finally found the perfect name for my baby phone. Yes, it is Bruce Benedict Banner. Yataaa… Woohoo… Okay time to sleep but no but wait but there’s more.

I don’t know, I’m just a happy but unhappy kid. Life rocks and I still can’t believe my parents gave me two rows of straight sleepover at my childhood friends place. I love this place, I love the people, I love this family.

Apart from that all the tanni sessions did unleash the wildest in me and did make me do stupid things and miss awesome opportunities. It’s 4.19am and I’m awake as fuck and omg nowadays comparatives are always just compared to fucks. Like not as loud as thunder but as loud as fuck, not as beautiful as a peacock but as beautiful as fuck, not a mad as a hatter but as mad as fuck. But well it’s true cause sex is loud, beautiful and mad anyway.

Just read my whole post again and yeah and I guess I shall post this first thing tomorrow morning when I awake to a pretty selfie with Nat. It’s now 4:27am and so well so Good Night.

It's now 11:43am. We took no selfies and I thought I woke up to obvilion. She's packing and I'm stealing 50 Shades of Grey and well this trip is over but lasting forever. I'm going to keep having memories flashing in and out cause oh well the alcohol helps to retain your loving memories.

SHOTS