My b'day weekend

Bruised leg = Fridays party @ ARC too hectic, vivid memories of certain incidents.... like how I ended up with bruises on my left leg! The most that I remember is that I had fun, saw people some I couldn't be bothered with & some I was please to see.

Saturday - started off on a slow note as I was still recovering from the night/morning before, babalaas and phone ringing non-stop! We all looked lost and bored for a while, till I changed into this top I had worn once since I bought it somewhere in Dublin 3 years ago, my boobs have grown so much since then so imagine nice silky black top exposing cleavage to the max ( At some stage I think my one boob did pull a Janet Jackson number there but people were too drunk to notice).

Booze everywhere, people dancing ama get-down, strange people that clearly gate-crashed as I did not know them @ all. Other felt out of place so they left, good! Only my butler tray's leg broke a litle bit besides that 4 one nothing went wrong, my "old age" neighbour's didn't even call the cops on my ass - wow!

Yes, most of them didn't bring their own booze - I had to buy... I'm broke but I had tons of fun so I'll bitch about it later.

Body still tired... wishing for a nap but I gotta work!

and I didn't any gifts from these arses I call friends, how nice! HP is the only one who gave me something - a pair of Pumas, lovely!

Sunday was just spent lazing around (for me that is) HP was sweet enough to clean my place and make me supper - it looked strange when people came over as I was laying on the couch while the man is slaving in the kitchen - ya! After supper he got to massaging my oh so sore feet coz I kept complaining that my body being in pain! and I didn't even have to ask. I'll marry someone like him someday!