Woah

So so so so so much to write

Life needs to stop for just one minute, so i can take a deep breath and look around. Its going wayyy too fast.

Ok.
Yesterday, woke up early, organizing, bieng screamed at by a friend who becomes hitler when anything stressed her out. A last minute ride to borii bazaar, with a shopping spree with goldie, a random meeting with relatives, shoe shopping and finding perfect shoes, threading, blow dry, and getting dressed.

Fast foward to the car, a scary revelation by A, but i backed him up anyway, saying goodbye to the folks, forgetting things, and then running back up to get them, pictures and our cheap poses, the event, how the music was out of this world, and the dance floor was tiny, more pictures, and compliments [ :) ], dancing like no ones watching, yum food, sitting with a few people who actually matter and having a laughing fit for half an hour.

Fast forward to the car, the night was not over. Reached Niks house and run up, there are only 5 minutes till her birthday, and she'll kill me if i miss it. Screaming shouting, downing shots, holding onto her for a little longer when we hugged and her not letting go either, the chance meeting, which was awkward, but made my day. Really needing to pee, but the bathroom bieng full of like 6 girls over one hair straightner. Finally i fake opening the zip of my jeans and they all run out.

Car ride number 3, getting lost and then finding the place eventually and walking in, the music loud, the amount of alcohol was scary. "Just one shot, its my birthday" and me eventually getting pretty bloody drunk. Dancing with the little green lazers and just going mental. Smiling and laughing, sitting with goldie and how S saved me from that weird stalker man. The entire strip show that i witnessed, plus a friend screaming "Your such a bloody hypocrite!" to a girl wearing a hijab who was making out with her boyfriend in the corner. After the 8th trip to the dancefloor, the whole phoen fiasco, and me having to sober up pretty fast in order to take care of someone and look sane infront of her mom. Running in and pigging out on Shamas cake, and various other forms of junk. Laughing, bitching, and loving the four people in that room till we finally collapsed.

Getting up, and not being able to feel my legs. Getting a friend to cut my hair because i was bored with it. Celebrating F's birthday for the 50th time with more cake and food. Leaving, and loving every moment of everything

sigh.