So last night was in-sane. For me anyways. Was I drunk, stoned...or all of the above? Yeah, all of the above.
Dressed up as a lil girl with pig tails and whatnot, taking my stuffed bunny out for a walk in a huge bright red hat. I don't remember but apparently half-way through the night I was asking random boys if they wanted to "pet my bunny." Yelled at one for stepping on my bunny - hahaha! It was the most fun I've had in so long. Gots to love Halloween, my inner child certainly came out to play last night. Oh, man. Tis true I am so child-like when drunk, it was the perfect outfit for me.
Met this girl who had the same name as me!
Half way through the night, I found myself making out with a pirate whose girlfriend was not 5 feet away! Umm, for the life of me...can't really understand how things work. They tried to get me to go with them and a friend to another club after. Umm...so then here's where it got really exciting...
I ditched my friends and left with them. Well we only made it outside and across the street before the cold,cold stares from the girls jolted me out of it. Hosss-tile!
Sheesh, it wasn't me who started everything and she seemed okay with it at the beginning. I wonder if they are 'one of them.' You know, couple who are open to threesomes. Like he was totally getting turned on by the idea that I was getting him into trouble when his hand was going up my skirt.
Haha, I'm not saying that it wasn't fun, coz it was. But I'm trying to put the pieces together. Maybe I have been over compensating from the heartbreaking event of last week? Sure.
Ah heck, instead of analyzing...I will just feel what I feel and accept my emotions. They are all okay and acceptable and understandable.
But holy mother of fun, I didn't know that making out with random strangers in public could be so exciting. Not to mention my trying for a booty call after that ( with someone else) but alas it ended with - are you going to be awake in an hour, hunny?
Oh, the guy who drove us home got a speeding ticket for $400! Ouch! Glad I wasn't driving...was too busy passed out in the back seat.
So then, this is me at my most reckless yet. Why do I have a feeling that it is only the beginning?
But I'm loving this. So many years of pent up playfulness finally surfacing? Slowly but surely I will become whole. As in accepting every part of myself. The good, the bad. And man, for the longest time the bad has been supressed.
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