oh alcohol, how i love/loathe thee so.

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unexpectedly i went to mike's house party last night. i say unexpected as i wasnt planning on going because i thought only 4 or 5 people were going. tunrs out there were about 30; slightly misjudged there...
i got there and it was dead. just us 6th formers sat in his living room drinking and talking whilst some people were playing on the ps2. call that a house party? meanwhile mike was upstairs with his stoner friends in the 'smoke room' (his bedroom).
i spent the first 2 hours being mind-numbingly bored and thinking out loud. my thinking out loud was how pathetic the party was and how pathetic mike's family is; i was in a really harsh mood for some reason.
things got better when more people arrived and the drinks started flowing. i remembering having random conversations about a hell of a lot of stuff with loads of different people but i wont bore you with my tales.
mike's older sister turned up half way through the night and promptly proclaimed, " what the fuck?! " upon acknowledging the people in her house. turns out shes a fucking twat.
i really cant stand stuck up people with their heads up their ass. snooty looks she gave everyone and told people that were coming that the party wasnt on; generally being a bitch.
i ended up sat out in mike's garden on my own for half an hour in the rain. just sat there thinking about loads of stuff.
" gar, are you alright? come back inside."
(just because im outside doesnt mean im not ok. just leave me in fucking peace you cunts).
" no im fine i just wanna sit out here for a bit... "
alcohol is such a bastard. i love it for the way it helps people to lose their inhibitions and talk/do/act how they please without caring. but i also hate it for the way it makes me think; when im on my own. i think really fucked up things when im drunk. i exaggerate situations and belittle myself over the smallest of things. am really negative in my thinking and bemoan how crap my life is; quite depressing thoughts. what i was exactly thinking will remain in head.
anyways, everyone ended up asleep at about 4am-ish except me. i dont know why but i never want parties and stuff to end, so i just annoy people until they wake up or threaten to kill me.
my attempts to rouse people were in vain and i ended up asleep at 6am.
in the morning i had the worst ever hangover ive had. my head was splitting and my stomach was aching. got home by getting a lift off of sam's mum. slept all day.
im off to bath to hopefully purchase some new threads tomorrow,
chro.