So I went to a party yesterday, and I had fun. Also I'm no longer scared of drunk me, I suppose.
There was an adorably hot guy (Italian... Oh his smile...) with whom I expected to hook up by midnight, buuut it didn't happen. Sniff. Instead I ended up with another dude, also cute, but not that cute. Oh well. I came back around half past six, the sky was beautiful and the birds were singing... I don't remember the last time I'd seen a sunrise and heard so many birds. I instantly felt really happy.
Now I'm nursing the remains of my hangover (surprisingly I have one though I had already sobered up towards two o'clock) and hoping to get some work done. God I don't feel like getting out of bed. Ugh.
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two weeks later: "so that guy i hooked up with who i didn't really want is now my bf". lol ;P
ReplyDeleteI don't even have his number, so no. I feel like enjoying my freedom for now ;)
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