Piss up at the Spit with my workmates?
Awesome. I wasn't going to go but Bernie's forced me not to be anti-social and try to get along with all the people I work with.
So I went. There were crates and crates of Chardonnay, Shiraz, Merlot, Smirnoff, Crowne Lager, VB, Corono and Hahn.
Michael, one of the people I got close with working there handed me a Smirnoff as soon as I got there. We were talking. Renee wanted to go out and hook up. I wasn't up for it because I told everyone at work I have a boyfriend - not really true but I'm not up for hooking up with the people I work with.
Been there.
Everybody got crazy. How can they not? There were drinking alcohol like there was no tomorrow. I can't help it. I started joining in the fun.
Amber and Bernie got to meet these two guys I have the biggest crush on.
The one who gave me the flowers and the one who has his whole life planned out.
I like guy B. He's really decent and really mature and really hot and really nice and really perfect. But he's got a girlfriend.m
All the good ones are really taken.
Amber caused a stir. Especially with my assistant manager. He was keen. I didn't like it. Cos also him has a girlfriend.
Again, all the good ones are taken.
It wouldn't be a problem for me if they hooked up. I'd be happy. Amber will be happy and I'll get brownie points from my assistant manager. But I don't want any dramas going around my work life. That's the only sane thing that goes on around me right now.
We'll see. I'll get her to come to our next piss up if she wants.
Bernie's graduation
Awesome.
I didn't get to go to the actual graduation ceremony because I had to work but I caught up with them for dinner.
My family was there and the food was great. The company was great and everything looked great.
We started drinking bourbon and coke at the casino with Ozzie, Ana, Steven along with their baby, Alexis.
It was refreshing hanging out with them again. I haven't seen them for so long. Mainly because they really get annoying when they're drunk - but come of it, so do I.
After the casino, we went over to Bernie's house for a few shots of vodka. We did it Tequila stlyle. Lick, sip and suck.
Ozzie and Amber weren't keen on drinking shots so Bernie and I took two shots consecutively.
I was a bit buzzed but I sobered up as soon as I got to The Drink - the nightclub we always go into.
Nikki, there's *workmate's name here*, Bernie said.
Sure enough, I saw him at the lounge with his friends. I didn't come up to him and neither did he. I think we respect our own space outside work. But I love him. He's the funniest guy I've ever met in my life.
The Drink was getting boring. Was it just me or do I see the same faces everytime I go there?
Sp we went to Shooters. Without Bernie. She pretty much fucked off after meeting her new guy and we were happy leaving her there.
WE promised ourselves it was going to be a big weekend, and we delivered.
Nikki, let's hook up, Amber said.
Fine then. One minute on the dancefloor and we were hooking up left and right.
I love this club, Amber shouted over the noise.
You can smoke on the dancefloor, you can drink on the dancefloor and they have Jim Beam, she added.
Amen to that.
A lot of bottles of Jim Beam and Cowboy shots made us very drunk.
We couldn't even remember the faces we hooked up with.
All we remember was we hooked up at least four times.
We'd dance with the guys, hook up with them and fuck off.
At five o'clock, we decided to go to the Beach with the footy players that we met. They were hot. Tall, blue eyes and two of them were wearing suits. I wasn't complaining, so was Amber.
They followed us around Surfers until eight o'clock in the morning. After a while, Amber and I got tired. We decided to go for breakfast we did cause a stir at Raptis plaza.
We were laughing like hyenas. We were loud and annoying but we didn't care. It was the best night.
We were joking about how we wanted to go to the pub for another drink as soon as they open.
Did I mention it was the best night?
We ended up calling Bernie to come pick us up cos we didn't even know where we were. We knew we were at Surfers but I'll be damned if we can get home safe.
So Bernie picked us up and we slept the whole day.
Nights like that don't happen every weekend. We have to wait for another special occasion to be that smashed.
I love my best friends.
I really, really do.
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