This weekend was crazy, with the stupid Swedes celebrating Halloween on the wrong day. They mix up two holidays that are originally the same but that they want to keep separateyeah I know its confusing. I just celebrate Samhain, Halloween, and Alla Helgon on their days as well as all the weekends that are close to them and all the days in between, more fun that way.
Yeah but I wasnt supposed to go out this weekend, have a lot of work to do but of course I mess that up and end up at this party and then going outtoo much alcohol and craziness. The evening includes me drinking the fabulous always present tequila (only golden dammit), half a bottle of cherrywine and a whole evil empire of rom&coke.
The rest of the evening is insanea mixture of my beloved bf talking way too much to a couple of my exes, asshats both of themone of whom I havent seen since I was 14, hes from the bad past and I was quite happy not seeing him. Of course the bf knows him from before when the used to go to the same school or what not. When I was with him I didnt even live in this city! Fking small world. Also add to this my constant making out with a couple chicks I really shouldnt be making out withlong story. Also with the ass grabbing of like every girl in the placeI was a freaking sexual predator, not to mention the sexual harassment of several dressed up characters including an alien and a random Mexican dude, of course the guy who received the bulk of this was a very tiny Darth Vadermy bf now calls me the Vader-molester. Yeah cuz thats a nickname you want.
In my opinion the best costume of the evening goes to the two palm trees with the matching hammock, martin and kalle the bfs crazy friends.
Weird evening, I dont really have any regrets except maybe that I should have brought a camera and that I should have had a hot dog...damn braces.
Yeah but I wasnt supposed to go out this weekend, have a lot of work to do but of course I mess that up and end up at this party and then going outtoo much alcohol and craziness. The evening includes me drinking the fabulous always present tequila (only golden dammit), half a bottle of cherrywine and a whole evil empire of rom&coke.
The rest of the evening is insanea mixture of my beloved bf talking way too much to a couple of my exes, asshats both of themone of whom I havent seen since I was 14, hes from the bad past and I was quite happy not seeing him. Of course the bf knows him from before when the used to go to the same school or what not. When I was with him I didnt even live in this city! Fking small world. Also add to this my constant making out with a couple chicks I really shouldnt be making out withlong story. Also with the ass grabbing of like every girl in the placeI was a freaking sexual predator, not to mention the sexual harassment of several dressed up characters including an alien and a random Mexican dude, of course the guy who received the bulk of this was a very tiny Darth Vadermy bf now calls me the Vader-molester. Yeah cuz thats a nickname you want.
In my opinion the best costume of the evening goes to the two palm trees with the matching hammock, martin and kalle the bfs crazy friends.
Weird evening, I dont really have any regrets except maybe that I should have brought a camera and that I should have had a hot dog...damn braces.
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