You said I must eat so many lemons,
'cause I am so bitter.
I said I'd rather be with your friends mate,
cause they are much fitter
me.
I kick asses.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
post-exam revelry[ 10:53 AM ]
My throat's dry, words barely being squeaked out My head throbs like a million drummers are playing it The remnants of last night's music still ringing in my ear, Clothes reeking of alcohol and sweat while My feet's cracking with blisters
And i am the happiest girl in the world. Thanks for the great company my dears (if you guys are reading this)!(:
EDIT: With pictures, totally uncharacteristic of this blog
at zirca, which was surprisingly REALLY GOOD
i dont remember this picture
these two were the trash talking drunken duo. this picture was taken right after they made small talk with the indian men walking behind them. rubin and vasu (to random indian men): which part of india are you guys from? indian men: WE ARE NOT FROM INDIA
(and later) vasu (to jasminder): I WONT LET THAT BITCH! in vasu's defence, she doesn't have the habit of completing sentences when she's drunk.