Saturday was such a fun night that it would have been a shame to end it without post 2 a.m. activities! Though, it must be said that this is not helping my case that good things can happen after 2 a.m. as I witnessed my first real fight, and boy was it horrible. Like most fights this one started in a verbal disagreement which then led to some punching, and the end result was one guy, who was very nice to be and took me to dance a couple of times, with a severely bloody face. It was horrible. But as the other guy involved in the fight was also quite friendly with me, I can not pick a side. I just hate that the whole thing happened really. After that (in short) the next hour or so involved hair putty, horrible hairstyle done to my hair, massages, a very hairy ass, conversations with Jack the antenna ball, possible bruised ribs, an American flag shirt bought in England, hilarious interjections of "oh ma god," me picking up the nickname Dorothy (Wizard of OZ) for the second time in my life, fluffy pillows, and kissing.
Although situations of yesterday weren't ideal, and there was trouble and blood, I continue to believe that post 2 a.m activities = a fun time. To all those involved, which are a far to many to name personally, thank you :)
Although situations of yesterday weren't ideal, and there was trouble and blood, I continue to believe that post 2 a.m activities = a fun time. To all those involved, which are a far to many to name personally, thank you :)
