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Of Grades And Toilets

The toilet was my best friend last night. Why? My friend Katie had a party, the first couple of hours were fun. My problems started after two and a half cans of Strongbow. Somehow, my alcohol tolerance isn’t as high as it used to be, but perhaps that’s because I never used to drink so much in such a small amount a time. After starting to feel very dizzy, I managed to make my way up the stairs (falling at the very top - I have many bruises on my knees from such events) and into the guest bedroom to lie down. Many tears (you’re reading the blog of a depressed drunk) and declarations of how pathetic I am later, I made my way into the bathroom and proceeded to hug the toilet waiting for the inevitable sequence of throwing up, flushing said toilet and then complaining about how much my throat hurts. Jon stayed with me pretty much the whole time (’cause he’s awesome that way).

A while later, I asked Jon to call my mum and she came down and took me home. You’d think I would have learned from the last time this happened to not do it again; obviously not the case. But as of this morning, I have vowed never to drink alcohol at a party ever again. Yes, I’ll look like such a wet-blanket and a bore, but it’s for my own good and especially the well-being of my voice because at the moment, it doesn’t work too well.

Before all this trauma, however, I had been into school a few hours earlier to receive my AS-Level results. I’m really pleased. I came out with four A grades and a C grade. The C being in chemistry, but I was kind of expecting that to be fair. IT came top, followed by General Studies (which doesn’t really count), Maths, Psychology and then Chemistry at the bottom (obviously).

I go on holiday tomorrow with Jon and his family for a week. We’re going to Scotland! I just hope I can walk properly by that point.

Posted on 15 Aug 08 at 11:40 am.

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