the gap was filled with drink

last night was fun, what a pity we didn't go out properly! besides getting all giggly and wobbly (nearly fell off a stool so many times), i was piggybacked along the street, made to down a pint of cider - egged on by some completely random gay strangers at the union, tried to rugby-tackle my friend's friend and ended up with painful knees *ouch!*, was greeeted by some sleazy stranger on the way home and muttered expletives under my breath...

was an appropriate commemoration of the end of exams.

initially, i was this close to staying in my room to wallow in post-exam fatigue and self-inflicted isolation for the rest of the evening. but then i'd had enough of passive mulling for this year. so my hands edged towards my mobile phone and before i knew it, i was texting my coursemates, and one thing led to another.

maybe this sounds hedonistic, but getting drunk can be so fun. especially with other people.

i'll never look at a strawberry milkshake or cheeseburger the same way again.