|no whet blankets, only little whores
||[May. 17th, 2006|03:48 pm]
Spinning 45 Ballerina
There are only five days, counting this one, left of my exam, so why did I go out and get shit faced last night? Bah…
It was a great evening though, and everyone got a lot drunker than they felt. We had wet t-shirt contest, and it felt really great, not the wet t-shirt part but all the classmates who ever mattered where there, reunited. Last year we where two members short, Kine has been home from the land down under for about two months, and it feels like she never left. A-line returned to us last night. Ih:) Every Esta put a white t-shirt on and splash it good! We even went out on the street and had two strangers judge it. And there are pictures, lots of pictures. But since everyone ells did it I can’t really be embarrassed. No. No.
Afterwards we went to the Sailor and shook our little fannies to the lovely dance beat. I love Sailor, and I love the little sailor bar tenders, but I wish they would re-open the stage so we all could get on and dance. And they should have Mud Shakes. And Kine shouldn’t put condoms in my bag, what do I need them for? Especially at the Sailor.
I slept the day away! :'(