Life lessons.

It was an interesting night to say the least. You know how the nights where nothing is planned turn out ot be the most eventful of them all? This was no exception.

Looking back though, we all should have seen it coming. But we didn't. It was an alternative part of town, and I liked that. We hipped and we hopped, we bipped and we bopped. We did it all in this bar, and much more. There was even a man there that was over 7ft. Not that its amazing or anything. Not at all.

We met a gaggle of boys (bird related metaphor wholely intended) and it just went from there. There was even a bit of ping pong involved. Ping pong in a bar? Yes. It was up there with one of the coolest bars ever. Thats before we even saw the foosball table.

The boys were nice, but a made up birthday, a round of tequila shots and a couple of pints later, (so dreaming of Ireland right now), and the mood was..... wild. The no holding back attitude seemed to catch like wild fire. (Read: that incident. The one thats hard to forget. Etched into my mind and refusing to leave).

I didn't even plan to stay, I swear, I should have left when my flat mate did. But I didn't. Choosing to stay on with my friends, the night got darker and blurrier as time passed by faster than we were able to count. Even the aftershock inducing falling rubble couldn't get us out of that bar.

An uncomfortable night on the floor of a flat (though thankfully not winter so no snowmen (snow women?) and a walk of shame later, I was home. Very tired, very dehydrated and not ready to face the day. But home.

Moral of the story: Have a LOT of fun in life. You can deal with the consequences another time.