titeh

Fuck...

Where do I start?? When I go out, anything CAN happen.

Girlfriend's 25th on Friday. I don't normally go out, town pisses me off. But for her, one of my older school friends, I made an exception. All sorts of dramas unfolded with my phone dying, drinks costing a shitload more than expected, and my friend I was getting dropped home by wanting to be out even later than what we had already pushed the night to. So naturally when push comes to shove and I cant find anyone, I leave.

I walked 7km in the night (apparently this is a bad thing), and then had a lift offered to me at 2.50am by a couple of guys. Heaps of other people honked, called out and carried on as I was walking, but these two stopped. No drama. No *scary* senses from them. Took them up on the lift offer.

I am sitting here curtsey of your friendly neighbourhood crackheads....

So after a long night, 4 hours at work listening to people tell me how stupid I am for getting in the car, or walking in that neighbourhood and all the other shit that the girls were saying, am I sorry? Not really. Would I do it again? Not anytime soon. Will I follow my gut again? Fuck yes.