Went for the triple this weekend,started off with finks wedding on fri were I got absolutley pissed out me head had a fantastic time got in about 1.30ish woke up sat mornin with one of the biggest hangovers I`ve ever had threw up and ate neurofen for most of the day finally brought myself round a bit then went to my mates 30th "skutch500" started with a cup of coffee then went on stella for the rest of the day indulged in some marchin stuff l8er on.Jen went home about 1ish (really wish I had too) but no 6 o`clock in the mornin jonni rolls in shitfaced again lol went to bed virtually as jen was gettin up (not in the good books at all) got up about 2pm threw up and had some more neurofen spent the rest of the day feelin well rough until about 9ish when it was time to go to parkhall for my mates birthday doo :| every bank hol they have a garlands night on yer plate which is a fantastic night but not when ya feel like I did lol I lasted about 1hr until I started to feel ill as fuck all the colour drained from my face and I broke into a heavy sweat lol and realised the game was well and truly over for me :S I was really pissed off with myself for not takin it easier the night before because the park was rockin.
I think I learnt my lesson this time, big time lol (its took a while mind)
I`m just not hardcore anymore!! lol
I think I learnt my lesson this time, big time lol (its took a while mind)
I`m just not hardcore anymore!! lol