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that kebab was the nicest thing i've ever eaten. Now it's time to groove..
i want to hug someone but have not spoken to them in all of two months so ill settle on crying myself to sleep SOUND GOOD? thought so
i want a line of coke (in the second drawer down). i'm going to settle fopr sleeping tho night dudes
you will make me do suicide and then you will be sorry!
i love you!
i prolly cooler than you. lolzzzz! wow. i have a bigger colection of paperbacks.
i'm such a loser do you know how much i hate myself. why you attacking my ego like this
no really i a,. sorry sorry sorry.
please don't hate me. i was just tyring to be lighthearted.
i'm such a loser :( please someone send me nice messages i hate hate myself and i meean this sorry :9
am i really a loser, oh :(it's not my fault my life went wrong.
when you coming hifi?
your paperbacks have nothing on me
Im listening to metallica, whilst contemplating a 2am run
You have to be ridiculously sober to be doing shit like that
i'm having a little disco in my bedroom.
would quite like to be 6 or above
you can still type. yeah? yeah
also, FAO EVERYONE WHO GAVE THEMSELVES A HIGH SCORE; see that list. youre all liightweights
your scale doesn't allow for dancing. dancing is a must.
im a 2, cept ive run out of booze. ym liver will thank me. but you know what? fuck you liver. you *cunt*, NEEDY BOLLOCKS. HEALTH THIS HEALTH THAT, FUCK YOU AND YOUR HEALTH MU EYES ARE YELLOW ALREADY
which is a shame, as I have sod all else to do,.
I went out with a few quid expecting to spend about £10.
But I ended up getting every drink paid for. Woo!
This even tops my five pints and a taxi for a total of £8 evening tonight. Good work young man.
i guess it's the benefits of having a dad and a step dad that drink in the same boozer. and when your best mate's a supermodel.
My good fortune was borne out of some serendipitous happy hour button-pushing action and some taxi-sharing with (alas) some non-supermodel types.
But I feel like I should be more. I came home because I told my flatmate I'd be back at a certain time, but she's in bed anyway, so I probably could have stayed out longer. Someone tried to sell me a lizard in the chip shop.
I have more exciting thing to do, like pack and confirm coach tickets...oh wait.
- i still feel fully self-aware and inhibited - yet i'm conscious of the fact that i'm displaying some signs of drunkenness (it took me about five attempts to write a one-line text)