Say something... Say it! Say it! Say it! Say it!

Sitting in Chalks' loungeroom, trying to relax after quite a tiring and somewhat hectic weekend. So many places to be, so many people to ditch and so many songs I want to dance to.

It started Thursday. Work sucked. A manager's meeting which felt like everyone was screaming and no one was listening. It didn't surprise me, but there were many issues which frustrated the hell out of me. Chris said mentioned today that I don't stand up enough, that I have valid points, but no balls to bring them up. He's correct to an extent. My youth is what plays against me when I'm in need to be defiant and stand up for my views at work. Anyway, after having to put up with the annoying 'Sale' customers, and relatioship issues which provoked a breakdown, I left work feeling like crap. All I wanted to do was crawl up and die.

Earlier on in the week, Chalks had invited me over to his place for a dinner party with Freddy and Simon. After a little apprehension (whether of not to spend a night alone), I decided to go and have fun. After finishing work, I wasn't really in the mood, but I knew a few hours with the boys would do me some good. I hoped, anyway.

We ended up having a great dinner, no matter what Chalks thinks. We sat and drank, compared Mariah war-stories, and made plans for Friday night.

Oh my god. I don't remember that much else. I wasn't drunk. I've just had a lot of things going on this weekend. We had a great time, and that's all you need to know. I'll summarise.

fridaynightfinishedworkearlycalledchalksmetupathisplacehadmaccasdownloaded
housemusicplayedxboxwhoopedchalks'assatburnoutfreddyandsimoncameover
gotsomewinedrankmoremusicmorexboxjuliancameoverwenttothepeeldanced
danceddancedmetamadonnawannabedancerleftpeeljustasrihanna'ssoscameon.
saturdaynightfinishedworkcollectedmattressfrommysisterwentbackhomeand
chalkspickedusupwenttosophia'sforbaddinnerandbadwineandweirdasscompany
wenttobarnoneandhadajamdonutandreadthealcoholicbibleleftdevimetimmaand
hersister'sgorgeousfriendscollectedcharlieandheadedtostartenthanniversary
partymethalfoftaipeidancedtoour'ownmusic'gotbroughtdownbythevibeanddecided
toheadtomarketjohnsondroveustomarketinhiscarandilearntmoreabout
immigrationdancedatmarkettopsoffpodiumsatdownandrelaxedthescreweduptrance
housethingymusicbroughtourmooddown. sundaynightfinishedworkandheadedto
hairycanaryfordrinkswithchalksfreddyandsimonwenthomeandmetjovanni
shielamegandbrentishowedtheboystheapartmentandheadedouttocollecttim
chalks'exandgotolaksakingitwasclosedwewenttovictoriastphoinsteadthenwe
droppedtimhomeandchilledatchalks'wecleanedhisapartmentandplayedsomemore
xboxafterthatwedroppedfreddyandsimonhomeandcamehometoblog.iapologise
toanydyslexsicreadersofmyblog.


OnAirwithBlackPunk : Mariah Carey - Say Something (David Morales Club Mix)